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Jan 2018
Oh my soul, my foul cry..
I ask why,
You wish to stay,

Body, mind or more?
There's enough love to pour,
Pour everything for you.

You love me more, I do know,
Just don't expect me to accept,
I want you to love me even more.

The emotional string between,
Would keep our terms evergreen,
I adore you My Spirituality.
For my special someone..
Dead lover
Written by
Dead lover  Agartha
(Agartha)   
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