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 Apr 2019 Danyal Kamal
Hannah
Love her to the bone
Make her moan
Go and throw your
Sorrows in the
Lake nearby and
Follow me in the underworld
There is no such thing as
Love it is fantasy
They said;
But she refused
She has seen love
Flow inside her
Within her brains
Love stains, in your veins
When you try it
And feel it, for the first time
In a lifetime.

— The End —