I would rather love to hear your scream than all the songs ever sung,
I would prefer being pricked with your nails than being massaged with delicate hands,
I would rather spend life exchanging eyes with you than seeing others’ gardens colored in VIBGYOR.
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I am not tired of seeing your smile, not for a million years,
For that is the sole cure for my broken heart,
But if you leave me no choice, I will still follow my heart,
Crossing oceans, passing all hills and mountains,
Until the better death catches me up,
Followed by my arrival in hellish exoticism.
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But still, my heart will ripen with a failed dream,
And I will never follow a dream afterward,
Because death deserves a much better time.