Breathing continues,
The body remains active,
I carry out all my social responsibilities,
But my heart ceases to palpitate,
And I die when you go away from me,
In order to resurrect once again when you come
back.
.
No face looks
familiar to me,
Every smile seems like
they laugh at me,
Their eyes seem to be
questioning some unanswerable query,
I fear to be among
the crowd,
And feel comfortable in
solitude.
Is it love?
Profound words.
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