To love, or to hate? That is the question.
Is it the nobler to suffer through all the love and hate...?
"That question " is a question far from you. this
seems closer to your heart,
A question so near, nearer than the answer dear, in love I
fell, why bother the answer here
Thou thought so clear, thy question confused. Your love she
hates, the love she refused
Thy willingness to confess made weak by the pangs of
unrequited
Seek not the nod o pal, your beloved is not that girl
Let the cracks devour, of your heart asunder. Betrayal of
love, in rain and thunder
Oh Beauty, please forgive all my sins in the prayer
Hey Alok. Really good. You took me back to William Shakespeare era.
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