Her thoughts were, at times, volatile
Although he knew her for a while
To him, she appeared sublime
And thought of her thoughts as a chime

Fallen for her smile
He wished; for him, she walk down the aisle
Weird as she was,
She had her own style!

In her own heart
She was hostile
Little did he know,
She was running out of time

Ready to walk another mile
Nothing was worthwhile
She transformed into sunshine
Nobody could ever compile

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