POETRY

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It was a poetry
The love was cheerful
The gloom was beautiful
The darkness was disguised as a light
An ugly heart break yet so beautiful
The sun too bright and the darkest night
Bitter was the truth and sweeter the lie
It was a poetry indeed a sad one
That I sing now and then
It has its own depth
It has its own rhythm
It was a lie disguised as a truth
It was poetry disguised as love of my life

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