Everything we do is dictated with a motive...(Dr. Greg House)
On the field
I skip and dance
Trying to pose and make a stance
In my purse
Fills my monthly allowance
I should do planning in finance
Among all the thorns
No eyes to eyes glances
Just fooling around and bromances
Among all the roses
Not much happening to me, romances
Only laughs and smiles for remembrance
On confession
A once in a lifetime chance
I'm seeking for: "Yes, I do", an acceptance...
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