Our Tragic Reality


the first moment you laid eyes on her,

you were naive. 


the first time your hands fell into hers, 

you were apprehensive.


the first time your lips met hers,

you were effusive.


the first time you held her in your arms,

you were fulfilled.


she has an enticing allure, a dynamic ambiance, perpetual elegance


but she's gone now


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