The pain unknown to the hurt heart
deprived of love,betrayed by life
the poor thing is no more
Isn't realizing the time at all
though hours passed-since its death
Fear of love
the lovely dove
went away moaning
Doesn't understand
the heart's plight
thinks she's right
So what!Yet the heart strives to live
Saying,it has much to give
to this world of innocence and darkness
So comin' back is that legend
in the new avatar of a brigand
to steal the love of its dove
that hides in the mango grove
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