The circle

Of course this wont stay forever
What we have between us.
I know this maybe just a fever
Will peak out soon and pass.
But this is the season’s flavour
Affecting the heart and the mass.
Share the hurts of each other
The society of the rejected ones.
I am a dart but you’re no board
Yet everyday I rip you apart.
I feel the guilt in my heart
but wince and resign to love.


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