Slow Moving Pain
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Why pain in love is so biting,
Pinching and tearing
Why it cuts the heart slowly
Into the small slices of
Frustrations
Why it cannot
Destroy the whole of
Moaning lover
In a single hard blow
Why it melts slowly
The snow of heart glacier
Into the bitter tear
To be an everlasting
Dripping hole
Flowing ceaselessly
Why the pain of separation
In love turns into temptation
And the lover
Like a wounded deer
In the desert of loneliness
Waits in vain
For a cure of his pain
Who can tell?
A happy lover definitely not
For he has never
Tasted its torturing joy
And a sorrowful lover
Not at all
For he is unable to explain
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