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Nov 2014
You can call it love,
While you leave me here in pieces.
You might try to push it away,
But it'll keep on increasing.
the night calls it passion, this
Thing, it doesn't ceases, love.
Cuz Jesus, that's just how it is.
- Aks
Unequivocally Poetic
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Unequivocally Poetic  23/M/India.
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