The only exception
My heart is cold as ice. You would never see me cry. I never fill my heart with tender, Because I feared of becoming a lover. Suddenly, a beautiful maiden appeared. Her features are so mesmerizing to see. I look at her beauty at awe. How could a girl have so much beauty? Her heart is made of gold; Her eyes shine like a diamond; Her skin as pale as snow, And her hair as silky as cloth. Blood rushed through my cheeks. The beats of my heart increased. This strange feeling that I'm encountering. Is this the feeling of loving and caring? My heart that was cold as ice Has melted into her beautiful sunshine. Who knew a man like me. Would fall for a girl like her. She is my only exception.
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