I want someone holding me tight
Cry and start a fierce -looking fight ;
For she doesn't want to let me leave.
But I, somehow, manage to deceive.
And escape her love-laden arrest
That cause a pain in my aged chest.
(The muse of English poetry while casting a spell on me forgot some words or altered some points. As a result, I am producing hight thought in low English with little sense of rhythm)
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