Waiting for the sun,burning up the addict,
Wondering about the addiction,or if its vice versa,
Cut a part of us,Filling up the red ink,
for an emotion on paper when you forgot where the words are,
The truthful lies,leaving some faithful behind,
A baneful vice leaving some fretful lives,
Motley of colors and you cant see the white,
Ah smooth divine! Comparing some lines to ur fives,
All this and much more,much above,
Are the things we do for love,
so pack an extra round of the five senses
and the things we do for love.
-Shubit
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