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「 FALSE CALAMITY 」
if love was to hurt
then to hurt would be love.
love, said to be the purest,
would have been the most immoral.
too amazed by their stupidity,
i could only laugh.
because if love was a tragedy,
then its lack thereof would be triumphant.
so why would one sought after
what's known to bring devastation,
when they could transcend
the universe without it?
are you sure it hurts
because you loved,
or you weren't loved enough?
YOU ARE READING
TEARS OF THE HEART
PoetryJust like the eyes, the heart cries too; For every unshed tear, it let's itself bleed. With its pleas ignored, a part of it slowly withers and dies. So I will peel off its defensive disguise; let it unravel. Although I am afraid for what you'll see...
