poem
The look of his face,
while absurdly complimenting his girl,
reflecting a grim slim smile.
Adding a texture to the shy face,
At that constant moment,
he was the euphoric men to dwell,
for he syntheses abyss aura of love.
Love; for the girl he adore afar.
Amid the trigger thoughts,
woke the reality of own world,
where seldom ray could penetrate,
only to meet a faithful end.

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