Pity ain’t love
Originally posted on vikas chandra:
How to come to terms, with that dream? That rejoices ache, of a love’s esteem Being unsought, if not, enough, a sin Betrays scorned love, that pity saccharine…
Originally posted on vikas chandra:
How to come to terms, with that dream? That rejoices ache, of a love’s esteem Being unsought, if not, enough, a sin Betrays scorned love, that pity saccharine…
Originally posted on vikas chandra:
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