Low Li Ling Jasmine

A presence who colours perceptions
Genuine in existence or physically nonconfrontational
Favours justice than triumphs with evil
One who is bigger than the fear
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I wonder, you wonder
Let's start a wonder, together

I'll get there, you'll get there
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I could sense it rise almighty high
I could not ignore the beast which dwells inside
I watched as the drama unfurled
As it charged out from my sight
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Today slided into yesterday
One day by one day, they passes with the disheartening sameness
The darkening of sky welcomes the coming of dusk
And the sun would arise from the horizon soon after
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When I noticed my nervous inner monologue
I already made a string of misguided impulses and decisions
It drove me to my secret fort
I wrapped myself with quietness and unwavered stonic composture
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What is the heart of such stories?
To sugarcoat the truth or prove its sweet existence?
have I lost hope beyond repair?
Spin my web of lies, to only acknowledge what's the certainty in my life.
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The crowded ball room limits visibility
Still, our eyes meet and lock
As if fascination lay in the curve of our face,
passion sparkled in our eyes,
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Said to be as mysterious as the sphinx
But all it just takes
A gaze to capture the glory of attention
A curious mind to break through a mysterious shell
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Buzzed with activities, alive with conversations
I waited for the next development
Perhaps it was my quietness that forestall introductions
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Something holds me back
This is me admist the fear
Unable to cross the boundary
I stand in silence
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In this land of free choice
Innate a world of emotions
To pave an illumination
Of a loved child
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We met
Your eyes trailed to a far corner
I watched as you turned into a corner
I wanted to do an asking
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Should I quill a heart?
One which has strength in its flow
I know, your patience has been taxed to an utmost
I have been a willful child
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Your life would bloom beautifully
Because a new day would bring a new revelation
Days would not pass as the same as yesterday
Just like the world is a treasure of trovels, or so they say
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A desire smoldered my blood to liquid fire
You are a wonder
Able to turn my icy colour
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Once upon a time
A probing gaze smoldered an icy blood to liquid fire.
A desire was ignited.
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Certainly I'm no diamond in the rough
As naught within the other preying eyes
I don't yearn for drama aplenty
Just the center of one's devoted delicacy
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Time waved off your company
My hand no longer tight at the crook of your arm at your accompany
I knew the hour had grown late that I should be retiring
But the room is a distortion of the real world, you see
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Illusion, a mask upon reality
Its features utterly lost in the shadowing
Neither would bother to decipher
Lapsed in companionable silence, we would admire
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Can you see the upheaval?
A barely controlled chaos...
Sending waves and waves of self-inflicted torment
I doubt you could hear my whispers cut me to the heart
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