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Love

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by deepakpattanayak

by deepakpattanayak

Love hurts the most..

See around and the most wounded person is a lover..

Still I pray,each day,to have the courage to love again and again..

It's not about body made of flesh..

It's about who you are..

In you I see the Universe..

Your eyes guide me in my darkest nights..

Your smile heals my bleeding wounds..

Trust me it does..

For no one has ever seen wounds on me,

But every moment I bleed..

Your existence,is a boon that I would keep forever sake..

For you are my love,the one I love and would forever love,again and again