I am starting to hate loving you, for if I didn't love you I won't feel this pain in my heart, I won't have to sleep my sorrow away. I won't wake up crying my despair out. And I'm starting to hate the day I fall for you, because since that day my life feel so sad, and I hate it. I hate the day I've met you. How I wish, I never ever met you.
You break my heart.
You break me.
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Prose and Rose
PoetryWords are just words unless you sprinkle love on it. And if there is love, the words you'll read will come to life. It will glow like the sun, shine like the moon, twinkle like the stars, that will leave you in awe and in deep admiration. Here are...
