Poem-
Love is patient
Love is kind
Love is psycho
Plays with your mind.
I still need you
And আপনি need me too.
Mea Culpa, Mea Maxima Culpa.
My fault, my grievous fault.
When you're hurt
By my hand
It's Mea Culpa, Mea Maxima Culpa.
To প্রণয় is to destroy.
It's a contradiction.
When I've tried my hardest to keep আপনি safe
Shield আপনি from the world outside
I try to kill those who breathe on you
I feel apathy.
You're warmth on my skin
Chills me within, I push আপনি away
I run away from you, my fears of losing you
Overcome my প্রণয় for you
Cut myself, dreams of আপনি deteriorating slowly kill me
Driving me insane
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