The you in me has always been skeptical
With every move turning chargin though collosal
Yet could not scribble very few
Why could I never script for you
That query of yours with those inquiring eyes
Never rendered me passive not even wise
Telepathy between us has been always due
Why could I never script for you
You say that you never feel my love
Nor I even build the passion mere of adobe
My filthy efforts seems nothing new
Why could I never script for you
Sheer delight is the lacunae within
Abides to liability but forgets the feel cosy and divine
Need to mitigate the chaos and bid delusion adieu
And watch, I also started scripting for you J
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