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Not Love
Ananya Singh 2017B5PS0970P
The skin or the heart,
The love or the lust,
They think i should choose,
Between his hunger and my thirst.
I weep;
I stare into their eyes,
As they are unknown of the world who tell lies.
The draught kills the thirst,
I know Love is always better than the lust.
The skin loves the unchaste,
The unsaid they hide in haste.
Love left me thirsty, and wet with tears,
Neither i am unkind, nor did he hear his peers.
I chose to live, in all the love and lust,
As they thought I would choose,
Between his hunger and my thirst.
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