That drive that summoned me
That pulse that tingled my desire
That look that held me spelt bound
That smiles that weaken my heart
That cries that upturned my focus
That nightingale voice that wetted my craving
Causing me fell over heals in burning desire
In tipsiness I was drawn by stunning eye delight
Change, mother of necessity
Change, the oracle of all anticipation
Change, champion of all heroes
Change, u truncated the pleasures
I long upheld
Sudden change, you erases
Our follies upon vows
Character, commitment fainted
Today the story derives displeasures
Now smile ignites aggression
I don’t think the future holds something edible
For this shattered and wholesome twainship
How long shall regret retained?
When shall ‘had I known’ seize to be my chorus?
“Oh! Indeed not all that glitters is gold”
Obligation could no longer summit to vows.
Above is what the compelling force can do!
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