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Love my friend is subjective for some, it is objective As it starts with infatuation ends with celebration sometimes but mostly hides in the broken hearts of the pessimistic and optimists alike For some, it is a turning point for some, it is a joke but who understands it the most? One whose heart broke? Or who has got so much of it to boast? For me its a ghost haunts me the most when times are tough road is rough Also, love is a feeling. Of each breath of your lover so carefully being noted that you can never forget it is a tough bet that you let this emotion rest it is a test.
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Apr 6, 2021
Apr 6, 2021 at 12:51 PM UTC
Romance of Chaos
Love my friend is subjective for some, it is objective As it starts with infatuation ends with celebration sometimes but mostly hides in the broken hearts of the pessimistic and optimists alike For some, it is a turning point for some, it is a joke but who understands it the most? One whose heart broke? Or who has got so much of it to boast? For me its a ghost haunts me the most when times are tough road is rough Also, love is a feeling. Of each breath of your lover so carefully being noted that you can never forget it is a tough bet that you let this emotion rest it is a test.
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Apr 6, 2021
Apr 6, 2021 at 12:51 PM UTC
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