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I thought that all my pains will go, That was my selfish motive in love. I never foresaw my health worsening, Now my head aches more, sweetly, though. I have her bouncing in my memories, May be on my pure love she was bouncing. I should have coated my love for protection, Lest she entered a period of parturition. I wanted to sacrifice myself more for her, Less for myself in the game of love. I never wanted her to turn rougue, For I had sworn my loyalty to her. I know not where this vertigo will take me, Everything shakes so violently in my head.
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Oct 22, 2016
Oct 22, 2016 at 1:12 AM UTC
My Head Aches More, Sweetly, though
I thought that all my pains will go, That was my selfish motive in love. I never foresaw my health worsening, Now my head aches more, sweetly, though. I have her bouncing in my memories, May be on my pure love she was bouncing. I should have coated my love for protection, Lest she entered a period of parturition. I wanted to sacrifice myself more for her, Less for myself in the game of love. I never wanted her to turn rougue, For I had sworn my loyalty to her. I know not where this vertigo will take me, Everything shakes so violently in my head.
Atul
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35/M/Indian
Oct 22, 2016
Oct 22, 2016 at 1:12 AM UTC
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