Rock and scissors.
Shake society.
Never break someone's gaiety,
Shake someone's hand
Never break their trust.
Perhaps, better heed and take some sharp glance.
...And eyed the hand whom you talk to.
If its rock, then might 'cause great shocked
When people see the incredibility of being a fine tenacious one.
Whenever they took a chance to grip one's hand, maybe they're out of hand,
Or we are, for accepting their aid when we felt multifarious atmosphere sad, happy, mad and even.
When our cheeks flamed to the highest frequency,
No one can manipulate our decisions
No man was much above in the lordly rule
Even a hand can be such troublesome to anyone
It never speaks—but shows bodily gesture.
Somehow also trick one's idea that was paralyzed
The mind is, body too...
It hiss, at least we knew who will gossip with
Talk to my hand,roll...
Rocks or scissors?
Who is harsh and...
Who is tough?
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Love Poetry Collections (SEASON 2)
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