Sounds Of Birds Chirping
Ears Wide Open Only For Phrases Of True Love
Nose, Grabbing The Moments of Special Fragrance To
Store Permanently Indepth Of My Heart To
Escape From Clutches Of Pain, Hurt,
On The Top Layer Of My Heart,
Rays Are Showing Path
Going Through My Body, Mixing With Pure Blood
And Memorizing The Thoughts Of My Mind
Nesting It Indepth Of Heart By,
Smelling, The Fragrance Of Blood.
PS :- Dearies, This Is My Fifth Acro :) :)
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