“I know you not quite well Yet I foolishly surrender my mind to you. Slowly and carefully you have cast a spell Now my virgin heart only longs for you. There is no need to push, I am already falling. Once proudly tall, I’m no longer standing. Knowing well that I am doomed to misery, I will roll the dice and take delight in my suffering.” MindHeartSufferingFallRelationshipStandingMiseryDelightFoolishSurrenderDoomMartyrBreak UpKnowLove PoemIn LoveLoseMartyrdomDiceFallingSufferMasochismVirginSpellPushExGame OverSeduceCastMasochistSeducedBewitchBeguileSelf ImposedLove MartyrOn Purpose Author:Kamand Kojouri