Man of Paper
Ask me to fight the devils,
Ask me to jump in a crater,
Ask me to pull down a mountain,
All are just possible, yet,
When i look in her sparkling eyes, her majestic body,
I then realize that i am just a man made of paper.
Copyright © Ashwin Baijnath | Year Posted 2018
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