Her eyes turned into snakes and numbed my chest I turned from the venom of love and faced such a helpless look,Tell me now who will hear this cry of love,
I was that innocent beautiful fairy who knitted her love with love on the beach of my heart,
While the wine of love tasted bitter, the taste it left was lasting beauty,lovers are very inclined towards beauty dear lover was in love because she read beauty,
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