Poem 58|Useless Passion

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Useless Passion

It burns me.
Painful? That's unlikely.
I'll wish to do it everyday.
There's no choice but to do it anyway.
Love between us is evident.
So, why are there noises telling me to stop it?
Give up what's useless!!!
Shut up. You're just all against my happiness!

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