Here we go again,
For another round,
Within a haste ,
As you call me insane .
I have a doubt in our bound,
Don't know we will last or not,
Isn't it too early,
This time the war to begin.
We are both out of our mind,
Tell me if you feel the same,
We gotta begin again,
Or stop this right here,
They say love is war,
And we've gone too far.
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Efflorescence
PoetryEverywhere my tears spill, Are buds that are trying to grow. Every bud to be bloomed , Holds an essence of my tears. The path that I've traveled, Leave trails of buds to be bloomed, I've come too far and it's too late, To runaway before this Efflor...
