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People die in Gaza, I frown People killed in Syria, I ignore People massacred in Burma, I shrug People slaughtered in Nigeria, I overlook People butchered in Kashmir, I forget He lies, I cry He cheats, I wail He says he doesn't love me any more, my world dies.

Tummy goes tingly Heart starts to flutter- your fingers soft like a razors touch. Burnt perfection.

If poetry makes me happy and you can't If poetry mesmerizes me and you can't If poetry makes me feel loved and you can't If poetry entertains me and you can't If poetry makes me smile and you can't If poetry enchants me and you can't If poetry lifts me up to my dreams and you can't If poetry warms up my heart and you can't... ...then, poetry can be the true lover when you can't!

I irritate you. I talk to much. At least give me a sign that I'm irritating you. Other than ignoring me. Tell me, And I'll try to be better. I'm sorry.

Our Queen is the strangest, Our Queen loves tea! Our Queen has scary laugh but sweetest voice! Her hair is silk, her eyes are diamonds. She loves the thrill of the kill! Oh, how she loves it... She is crazy, she  is mad, she has many maids! She  is the Queen of spades!