The pain goes is vain,the blood shed will soon be read;
The nights cried will be identified,the days will someday will have a spark;
One day you'll realise that the ache of your heart was just for me to take ,and to bear with the fake love we for which I'd put my life at stake..
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Love and Hate..
PoetryUnrequited love,painful love,rejected love....love,all kinds of it hurts. Hate is the feeling you get after the beautiful form of love is vanished from your life. So love is the beautiful start and hate is the devastating end..so we together can cal...
