When love at first instant is
turned down,
it is a foetus death,
painless.
When it is admitted and
thrown out,
it is an infantile death,
painful.
When it is grown and left
barren,
it is an adulthood death,
much painful.
When love is built but then
split,
It is a death by accident,
pain unbearable.
Why does not woman understand
it?
26.12.2000
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