Puzzled Relations

So strange, in all forms to be peculiar,
Runs down with happiness, each bite so sweeter,
Bonds passion with love, as we grow older,
Slightest of doubt, instigates the stress,
Fight is what it leaves, for us to anticipate,
Flinching the unfair, inner desire to hate,
Moment we lose to win, the regrets for life,
Memories turns resonant, ceasing to fade,
Relationships never conclude !

-ÀΚ

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