Love Is Immortal
Silent, terrible, lonely travel,
it's hard to love this danger.
Stop,walk,fall, handle,
All the colors of love only.
Who played,love like this,
he made himself immortal.
Copyright © Kishan Sharma | Year Posted 2019
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