"Is this love or mere Infatuation?"I do not stare,At her curves and curls.I refrain from ogling,At her assets.I spare myself ravenous glances,At her luscious and succulent lips.The epitome of beauty she isThe citadel of shyness I am.Frenzied passion,Or Physical Attraction,Is this love,Or mere Infatuation.All I wish,Is to relax under the shade,Of her cascading locks.Resting my head,On her lap,And emblazon the serenity of this weather.To embrace her,To dispel her uncertainties,And to hold her hand,Amidst euphoric rains,And desolate thunders.To undress her conscience,And make love with her thoughts.The paragon of excellence she is,A definite introvert I am.A mystifying obsession,Or a wounded abrasion,Is this love,Or mere infatuation.I wish,To drape myself,In the meadows of her enchanting smiles,Somber giggles and childish sobs.To be crucified time and again,By her killing snarls and snivels.To remain buried in the aroma,Of her clasped vivacity.An impossible summit she is,An obstinate challenger I amAn exquisite addiction,Or an elegant aspiration,Is this love,Or mere Infatuation.

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Let me tell you
About a game I play
When I close my eyes
And fade away
I fly to a special place
Beyond the stars and moons
And hyperspace
In that place all is right
Nothing but love
Nobody never fight
No rules to follow
No laws to break
No wall to hold
People separate
No one to tell
What to do
What not to do
People don't tell their fellings
They show their fellings
But the game must end
My eyes must open

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As i lay my rubber on the street
I pray for traction
But if i spin and begin to slide
I pray dear god please protect my ride
And if i lay down my bike today
I pray to god i walk away
I walk away to ride another day

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All is well. 
Nothing is hurt; nothing is lost. 
One brief moment and all will be as it was before. 
How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again!

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My teacher taught me
Integration is as same as Life
To succeed in life you have to solve it

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A long walk
She - A walk of her freedom
He - In love with her freedom
He loves her smile without expectations and she loves her freedom with lots of expectations

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Everything comes to an end
Thou chooses the end
With a smile or with a smile which can make someone else smile

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With a smoke in hand
The long night seems less painful

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There is
Nothing and there is
Nowhere
A big valley
Of darkness and despair
There is
Courage and there is
Fear
In between there is
No cloudy or clear
A face that is
Beautiful or
Simple and plain
Looks for a
Hiding place within the rain
A mountain so tall
It seems to touch the sky
Just as a mass of
Clouds appear in the eagles' eye
No fires are burning
Where rivers run
And the rise of early morning
Can't escape the sun

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I can't grow when every outcome is the same
I've been no one's priority
So why should anyone be for me?
Wasting time has wasted mine
How going with the flow has only gone smooth in my mind
Jagged rocks and clustered thoughts
Cold outcomes have always been my fault
Expecting torment is how I get ready for disappointment
Fairy tales are lies and I won't die searching for it

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