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The Curse
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In the Early Ages of Humanity
I must have been one of those weird creatures
who died for love.
A rather strange adaptation
since my brain
has always deemed love
a peculiar disease.
I have this mental image of myself in another life,
building the Taj Mahal for love.
Starting new religions and fires
In the name of the unnamable feeling
That hunts my thoughts
Why do I have to carry this curse
in every life that I go to?
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- Autor
- Negru Iulia Daniela
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Negru Iulia Daniela. “The Curse.” Atelier, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/atelier/negru-iulia-daniela/poezie/13974895/the-curseComentarii (0)
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