'Is it love or is it a punishment?
Why doesn't the ritual of pain break?
Why are there so many tests in love?
For someone, every moment of love is precious.
But at the same time someone's life is ruined in love
Even if we give up on our life for someone we love,
It's not enough...
It's never enough...'
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Under The Stars
PoetryWhen every single bit of my happiness heaves it's last breath Just like the leaves falling off of an autumn tree This is where I come for peace. Nothing and yet everything comes rushing out of my heart Through some arbitrary words of dismay and sor...
