Overly cautious
Sometimes pretentious
With a smile too infectious
He blows his way into the night
Like a sea of dandelions in the sky
Fear has no place in his chest
A numb void he always is at his best
So how can a person so cool & calm
Have so much chaos drawn on his palm??
Being two-faced is just never enough
Always ready to thread on lines that are tough
Whatever his heart is made of; if he has one
Whatever his goals are made of; definitely not for clowns
His & mine are same in shades
And that's better for me than all these pains
♡
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