There's no true love at all-
It is just a phase,
A process
-A pending pain.
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Hidden ink of Heart
PoetryLet me allure the ghost of the past, Clothed with dire love and profanity- Seduce me or not I'll suffice my pleasure through poetry.
Pending pain
There's no true love at all-
It is just a phase,
A process
-A pending pain.
