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I was once a doll,For him,and for all.Those who gazed at me from a distance,Knew of what delicacy I was made.They adored my features,One by one.As if ..
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Amidst those incense-bearing flowers,And the joyful glee of mother nature,Every first step taken by you,my childWill lessen all my troubles.
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Just be alive for once,And see what have I done.To deserve this profession of painting!You have been my muse,Everytime I would try applying the custom..
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They stand tall and high,And intimidate every inch of her,The way he used to.She wants to hit them hard,And mock their prodigious growth.Yet,their bea..
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What blood would she donate?When you have already sucked much of it.Not as a siphon,But,as a real leech.You kissed her every timeOnly to perceive thos..
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Suffering in love,Is equivalent to playing with that bloodshot appetizer,The only difference is,The sauce being your actual blood.
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My endeavour,To wake the frozen lifeShould not go in vain.I am here,Clad in the same colourIn fact,semi-clad.Wearing an off shoulder gown,Giving the S..
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Your words--An immutable fact,A constant overflow of venom.Directed my earsTo the cheerful humming of the headphone,Seeking solaceIn the ebullient eup..
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Gaining power,The gyre of anxiety,Pulls me more,1..2...3...And I am numb!With an insensate moutha..b...c...And I am blank!Even a strong umbrella canno..
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