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Take MeTake me to the beauteous landsOf bliss and mirth glowing hand in hand.Where the dew rests on the naked areolaand fingers slither down the spine..
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Meet mein the chaos of time,where seconds hustleand muscleto make a minute,and in the spanof a banal minute,turn rags into riches,and alives into dead..
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I wish I couldI wish I coulddescribe her to you, Maria.Talk about the wayshe toys with her hair,the way her eyes twinkle,the way she looks at me,the w..
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*Make me a melody*Don't be my moon,don't be my sun.Just be my world,just be the one.Undo your hairas I pen a song.Poets with sonnetsare no longer fun...
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AB BHI IS DIL MEIN...Ab bhi is dil mein jaan bohot haiHamari kaliyon mein pehchaan bohot hain.Husnwaale khatkhataate hain darwaaza dil ka.Kya kare isk..
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RenaissanceThe skies wetten the dead earth.
Endless voices of cries, screams, plundersare being put to a haltby thundersof the stoic night.
Standing..
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Delirious windsthrong the dormant senses.Comatose mindawakens to the Karmic beat.The chaos in the skiesstrike a thunder in my eyes.Cynical beliefs..
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FIREI want a fire.Tiny sparks take birthin the soul's dingy caves.Flimsy layers of smokegush through the rotten veins.A giant fire is my wishto burn m..
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Hate might seemto supersede love,but it can never desecrate its flames.Love is fire,while hate is just a passing breeze.Such winds might knock the fir..
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Under starlit skies and a lousy moon,we weaved dreams as a presentfor our tiny future world.Yet, the kaleidoscopic breathsspoke of unsureconsciences' ..
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