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Feb 2017
Our heads
will hurt,
Our bones
will break.

We ******
love;
Our hearts,
they ache.

So dance
with the shadows
your candles
create.

Learn some
lessons,
and make
some mistakes.

Fire
breeds love,
and flames
create hate.
Utterly lame. The critics are laughing. [The non-existent critics, that is.]
Written by
Poetria  23/F/Pakistan
(23/F/Pakistan)   
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