To the one I held so dear,
To the man who was once my dopamine
But now won't be near.
To tell you all this, I can't bring myself,
Hence , I'd keep it all on the shelf.
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A Hundred Whispers of Affection (A Poetry)
PoetryJust some mere poetry out of a sudden outburst of emotions...
To You? To You (Our Last Chapter)
To the one I held so dear,
To the man who was once my dopamine
But now won't be near.
To tell you all this, I can't bring myself,
Hence , I'd keep it all on the shelf.
