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The lamp flickers in the dimly lit room
As if competing with the erratic beating of this heart
The hollowness is an empty well
If only one could fill this emptiness with love
Emotions have faded, memories are prominent
Listening to this heart would mean committing a sin
And my soul yearns to be a sinner
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When you are broken, you battle with your own thoughts. You want to fall in love but this world won't let you. Loving is often a sin, they say. But still we fall in love and end up becoming a sinner.
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Petals Of Love
Poetry🌼 Just like the cold winter breeze You come and go As you strike the cords of my weary heart I'm weaved into magic With those red strings Which are responsible for linking me to you Love, this pleasurable torment that you bestow How do I run away...
