The gift of the lover values not so much as the love of the giver.
The love never respected bites his veins in a cold night's shiver.
And so the lover left alone curses his foolish little heart.
That beat less,loved her more since the start!
He sold his every bit when he was flat broke.
Maybe she kept the gifts but the pain's here to choke.
He weeped on sleepless nights and was half past dead.
Yelled at the roof why didnt she leave his head?
But today's the day when he grew up n let go!
Love's all futility,its so good to know.
Finally she's forgotten n forgotten for sure!
He's no more a loser..and i'm him no more......
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