passion-compassion....
The tinseled town of that white fairy...
Lived a guy very mirth y and merry....
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The walls of society,affected their gleam and glory....;
The glimpse and craze of the chirping night angels....
Imbibed to keep away all manifestations of pain and worry...
The dawning youth .......the revolutionary ideals filled in every Romantic Rebels....
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Still it suffered in its own bloody desertiveness....guess who....??!!!
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The society,the ruling monarch ..monarch of his own ideas,own thoughts...
Which repelled the views of the lady laden love....
still she faced the harmony of the cruel atrocious rules of HER monarch....
The beast of pain and desire always longed for the days .....
Without pain and full of desire.....
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