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How do I love
Love rude to the tears of lonesome,
Proud for the delightful affairs built in hope of eternity.
Love fails in line of unrooted souls,
after wearying around to protect the lies on wettie's bed.
Love is trustable,
but sometimes late to the conference of two,
Love rise and high worry souls
but for in line of lovelock.
What a pathetic way of thinking about it.
Love scorn hatred
and also cause hatred,
Love of inked word
Carved to the mind
Clinging to old memories
and read from old diaries,
To give a divorced heart a weary smile
and not to worry around the line,
Love arouse the language of alone
And also walk with spouses of lover birds.
Abdulrazak Muhammed βοΈ
BY Poetic World 98 π
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