Some how I love the tainted ones,
Not the regular painted ones,
Oh,the shy ones I fear,
The ones who just regularly
dole out copious tears.
I don’t mind the serious tangles,
If only they would show me, life’s new angles.
I am a bard at heart they say,
I have my own precious thoughts and way,
I am very difficult to live with I know that,
but what is life that comes too easy….
If you have time, explore my heart if you can,
Else I don’t mind, even when lonely,I am busy.

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