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When two poets love,
Words start to hang in the air
And lose their meaning.
Another haiku? Wow! I'm only so good with words until I actually need to use them. Just ask my girl. (Spoiler alert: I'm really bad at articulating my thoughts in the heat of the moment. That's why I'm here.)
They
Will
Make
You
Fall
Then
Leave
This is one of the most heartbreaking part of love, isn't it?
oh! you blessed me with oblivion,
a pretty disguise,
and i was touched by serendipity,
a sorrowful hymn.
It broke me, when you yearned
with those sad eyes,
which wondered how could one forget
the taste of his own love
and such lies
moving on is not the problem
forgetting is
:3

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