With an anxious heart
and a dreadful mind
she tiptoed into his life,
but this time she had
a guard up her chest
and a veil on her face,
this time she was pragmatic,
not giving her miscreant heart
any chance to sway
like before,
when it pulled her into miseries,
naive she was,
for feeling could never be boxed or chained
and she got fooled again

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