An enigmatic heart,
that gets sometimes a bit more than crazy for something...
that behaves sometimes a bit more than stupidly for something...
that holds on the sorrows more readily...
than those of moments spent merrily...
that loves always be loved and cared for...
often the endeavor for the same is what makes it hurt for...
that gets at times possessive...
making it often obsessive...
that gets puzzled what it has in real fetish for...
and the fear that if that would in real accomplish her...
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