An Appeal to the Next Idiot |
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| By Bidz dela Cruz |
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| Immersed in the tingling shadow Of her elfin smile, I in a faithful manner ignored the perennial Unsolicited counsel That my acquaintances throw at me. I hate it when they say it’s requiring little effort For me to seek for another girl here Near me. I figured They don't recognise What easy means. It is much of an unbearable ache To be disunited in distance With the one I love most, But it’s harder and unimaginable To substitute a deity of unparalleled Beauty. Her loveliness is beyond Perfection. Her aspect too Marvelous for words. She stands In a means so grand and graceful That is outside the limits of description. Not a dictionary Nor a pictionary Could encapsulate her. She starred in all of my dreams And would undeniably be the Much-awaited main event In my upcoming dreams. Forgetting her is not an option. It never crossed my mind, Fewer insanity claims me! So please, don’t be The following fool to Come up to me As a brave moron And tell me a cliché Of the a great deal of fish In the sea. . |
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