Pisces
Oh, if you peep thru the window
Of my soul you will see the real me
Not the one you’ve read from the book
Of ever daunting shadows
Not the image portrayed by the world
Of silent scraggy whisperers
I regret not, if you chose not to
Open your heart for me
I pity not, myself, if you believed more
On the magical power of zodiacs
Of eternal love, where Sagittarius prince meet
The peasant Gemini in parallel realm of wonders
You locked your mind without even trying
Or, at least you gave time the benefit of doubts
Of knowing the true me, the Pisces
Sad, indeed, that your reckless ego betrayed you
By the glitzy offers and folly of materialism
Still, you’re in me, just peep thru the window
Of my soul you’ll see yourself, but…a memory
For it’s too late, I now have Aquarius twins
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