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Aug 2020
What love is, I could not understand yet
You just hurt me, didn't love me a little bit
That's why love means to me- I am a stray.
I'm not going to be a love seeker anymore!

My heart has burned out in the fire of love.
It wasn't real love; It has been just your pride.
Now I am suffering from burning love.
But God knows how much I love you, dear!

I can't find real love; Where did I lose it?
I cry tears for you and I am tired of it
I have no one to help me to be confident
No, I'm not going to be a follower of lovers.

I'm burning in the fire of love, day and night
Tell me, what distress did I do to you?
How hard to forget your memories!
It's more painful to me than your sweet love!
BE
Imran Islam
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Imran Islam  30/M/πŸβœ“Lure Pot βœ“πŸ
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