And so I want to fire multiple shots at him
And so I want to love him without hurting
And so I want to crash his world by revealing
And so I want to set him on fire by one touch of hand
And so I want him to become an end
And so I want to be sticked on his eyesight
And so I want to torture him by being present
And so I start an endless beginning of words unknowing where from
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"Love Is No More"
PoetryWhy do I say this? The pain is more than the love ever given. The one I choose to love is not the same as whom I fell in love with. Past, present and future. Where was the love .. what is love to you .. what kind of love do you expect? Today the day...