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Plaintive is the language of emotions. Sequences of wretched listless feelings come along The coarse course of love. Being in love with the idea of loving, That is truly the silliest disgrace, As we ridicule our personages And we hurt our hearts.
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Nov 29, 2019
Nov 29, 2019 at 6:01 PM UTC
Wretched
Plaintive is the language of emotions. Sequences of wretched listless feelings come along The coarse course of love. Being in love with the idea of loving, That is truly the silliest disgrace, As we ridicule our personages And we hurt our hearts.
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25/M/London
Nov 29, 2019
Nov 29, 2019 at 6:01 PM UTC
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