Secret love
So tempted I am to run away with you
To leave this misery behind, but when a new love begins, misery is soon to follow. So unravel the uncertainty in my voice, and give rise to assurance... But you cannot, can you? Love is a twisted game, and our hearts, being the casualty, are the tokens in this game for two. Always a winner and a loser.
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I would like to translate this poem
good love. thanks. I like it. I invite you to read my poems and comment.