*allow me to take me something off my mental*
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The feeling of love,
A curse send from high above,
Meant to torture and torment spirits,
A word made of four digits.
L.O.V.E
But why make a promise you can't keep,
Drowning emotions in the blue ocean deep,
For you a heartbeat I skip,
Only in memory's nights shall I sleep.
Y.O.U
Seeking for feelings you do not know,
But only sorrow and tears do flow,
A mistake you did with trust,
Forgetting that love does not last.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The feeling of love is wonderful always. Very amazing poem shared definitely...10