Don't tell me something that I don't wish to hear,
Instead fabricate it to make soothing to ear.
Tell me a truth that's too good to be true,
It better be something involving me and you.
I see the sun setting, waiting for it to rise,
Here I sit, rolling my dice.
Look in my eyes to say something,
Something that makes sweet bells ring.
Look in deeper in my eye as it were an art,
That's the route you should take to my heart
And when you reach there, I'll shut them at spree
Keeping you there not letting you flee.
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