Pride

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Gone was the love;
the flesh of my flesh,
Gone was the love;
the bone of my bone.
One fateful arid day-
When love was put to test,
Blame sets in and ego stood still.
Whose fault was it?
None would accept—
it’s their blunder.
Gone and long gone
Was the love of forever
In a heartbeat,
Pride took over.
∞ ∞ ∞
— Cotek
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