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Every one loves to fill with But my heart pangs in despair .

Even if I close my eyes and shut my mind My heart knows you come in as a rain In the hearts of people but mine I find In the desert under unbearable wreathing pain .

platonic love

my magic heart- shaped black coral and your zenith rock solid beauty ignite our inflammable emerald passions but I am a cock castrated by promises given to another hen , a fear gripped