A shooting star, love, that's what you are,
A flashing gleam in hearts-then waning far

Victims inhale your smoke-as from cigar,
And in their lungs and throats-you leave a scar

Deluded ones mistake you for a limousine
But you turn out just like an old has been

Nectar and poison-magnets of your power
The memory etched forever is so sour!

(August 21,09)

Beauty Philosophy

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