mystic flower

What heart feels

The unendurable sting

The inconstant temper

The pain heart absorbs 

But is not able to infer

 

The hastened heartbeat

The fastened belt

Am I gonna abscond 

Away, away from this phase

 

The reason unexplained,

The paper unturned,

The words unread,

The tension commencing night

 

Will I be able to dodge

Through the spell it casts?

Will I be able to make the suffering

Decamp before it lasts?



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