It was never love
Nor it ever will be.
Like a moth to the fire,
they get lured.
To take an unholy dip in erotic verses
And experience the flesh.
They all are the same
brimming with desires.
Some profess love,
Some come to the point
Without wasting much time
But it can never be love
I am sure about it.
Nor it ever will be.
Like a moth to the fire,
they get lured.
To take an unholy dip in erotic verses
And experience the flesh.
They all are the same
brimming with desires.
Some profess love,
Some come to the point
Without wasting much time
But it can never be love
I am sure about it.
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