All those who cannot
Get what they want, from me
Have had me apologising
For knowing what I wanted
…And Love
is never enough
We always want something from love
Something more
Or we call it names
A ghost, of the wants.
-Al
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Author:
Alan R (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 19th, 2026 01:59
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Comments1
We ask for love but do we give it? Is it like money something that we grudgingly pay out for something in return? Well written
Thanks:)
You are most welcome
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