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Apr 2017
Addictions are hard to dispel,
Some are evil and some are not.

Sometimes you learn how to lie,
And you're soon a habitual liar.

It is not damaging for yourself,
It damages those around you.

Sometimes you learn how to love,
And you're then a habitual lover.

It is damaging for yourself only,
If you don't know how to move on.

Sometimes you fail to make any sense,
And you're not gonna like living ever.

I am a habitual lover,
I loved a habitual liar.
She simply lied about forever.

My HP Poem #1472
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl
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Àŧùl  33/M/Kàrnál - Hàryáņá - Bháràŧ
(33/M/Kàrnál - Hàryáņá - Bháràŧ)   
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