Once you left my garden
All the flowers
Who will blossom one day
Are looking pale
And fall away .
I am tired for begging everyone to live with me because whom I love left me.
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BROKEN HEART
PoetryLove is the most beautiful and hateful thing in life. To win my love , I can loose everything. Both love and hate are made of four words , but between them a word made of four word lies which is PAIN. ❤ LOVE - HATE =PAIN...
