I was once a stranger to you,
Living in a home like a homeless.
My heart never knew the truth,
That love makes you homeless.

I am one of the thousands
That touched the thorn of love.
I allowed the thorn cut deep,
My blood gushing the pain out.

Love is a fatal medicine
That removes the scar of your love.
To love another whilst in love
Made me love you even more.

I was in a state of nakedness with you,
My scars laid out bare.
Then you hurt me like the others
And tore all those unseen scars.

Love, I repeat is my only medicine
And it is love I commit to.
Not to love a person but to love itself,
This is my story of love.

Lots of love and God bless

Rahul N Singh

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