I Think Of You
I think of you all day, every moment
walking miles alone in the evening,head filled with your portraits
Sitting in a classroom,heart ticking with that elegant wristwatch of yours
Your eyes meeting mine even in those unknown pupils
Dreams filled with your visons,thoughts upbringing your delusions
This heart of mine has been totally yours
Break it in fragments or be its guardian
Owners are never questioned for their treatment to their property
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