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Oct 2020
Where do I get a trust?
Tell me, how's this love!
What is this amour!
It makes gloomy all the hopes!

Lovers hold their hands with each other for a moment
and melt into deep love in the grove
They make a fire there with thirsty minds
and lose the morality of their right ways.

After getting a little adultery loving touch
You rise too much adore in your heart
This is not a good thing for you
It's a dangerous drug of your life!

Behind the sunset of the dark love
You feel the pain of separation.
You just see in this situation,
Real love is dying for you everywhere!
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Imran Islam
Written by
Imran Islam  30/M/πŸβœ“Lure Pot βœ“πŸ
(30/M/πŸβœ“Lure Pot βœ“πŸ)   
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     Naceur Ben Mesbah and ---
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