Dark, it looms. Crack, my heart ache. Drown, I seemed, In tears I swim. Yearns, in despair, for help from love Matters of the heart Immune to no heart Like a candle wax it melt, Hurts that it fades. Beaut they say None ever say It hurts More than it revel. Dripping tears everlasting? Nah! For the moment, Yes! Get hurt Never get stuck Down the lane, Path to heart Love gets up Staggering it felt With momentum it shines On a heart it cares Wanning heart, But a loving heart, Beats, all for ♡ ~ Patrick Ekong & Writuer ©️
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