We're always thrill to inform
That love will be taking its form
But our insecurities shouldn't ride us by the storm
The chain, we shall not build
And set her free, on her free will
Only then you'd find yourself kissing her gently
By some love-coloured wall.
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The Chain
PoetryTwo lovers bounded by fate but disconnected by void of romanticism. A tale that explores mental sides of love, how a single thought can create a barrier between lovers and how a misunderstanding lead to serious circumstances. Let's find out do these...
