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I wanna talk about love

Just sit here I wanna talk about love
Don’t be mad at my madness
Just be serene like my face
You see my face, it is dead
Not like the dead who are dead
Be dying, just enjoy the ride
You know, that is love
Just don’t shove your hair strands
Let them fall on your face
Beautiful like the dying
Just look at my dead face
Love it, you will feel the love
The love of dying and not coming back
Just sit here I wanna talk about love
Make love to your dying face
Before it turns to ashes
Before you go away with the cruel wind
Before you turn into a wayward dream
Just sit here I wanna talk about love

By aamerbasher

Aamir Bashir is a Romance fiction writer. He has been writing for a while. Her Choice to Love is his first book.

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