Falls behind my heart,
the yearn of my beloved,
a disease in the mind,
that takes long to heal.
From the happiness of love,
to the sadness of the soul,
my heart has been broken,
a disease in the mind.
Its the damage of the unseen,
suffering of irrationality,
the heart chooses love,
but my soul suffers greatly.
I wish for his come-back,
the healer of my heart,
i wish for his love,
for life shall be beautiful.
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