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The Dying Love

The merry go round on a pegged hole is Jerking up to the rough road of oblivion The flame that started since early days in love Is gently dancing away with the wind Enthusiasm of a suckling mouth is slowly … Continue reading

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The Breath of Love

It is when The breath of our nostrils Becomes the kicking force That someone’s life solely depends The thoughts in our burdened heart fill The feelings of him that had no spoken words It is when The tears flow¬†freely down … Continue reading

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