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Poesia

Acquired love, your most valued one is placed on your hand, by your heart, to take extreme care of.

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by KuraSaika

by KuraSaika

Why can't you close the door?
Leave?
Not love me anymore?
Why do you stay
And wait
Chase
After me?

I have self loved
Though incomplete
And now I leave
With indiscreet

I leave with pools of tears
Oh, the guilt

Why can't you go live happy yourself while I was your lesson?
Why did you have to fall for me?