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The past and the future
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It is not that,
I am here with my own wish,
You can fantasize,
More innovatory,
Try to sniff it,
And elaborate that,
It is not one dimensional,
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This year, I met a guy,
In the same old mirror,
Who boasted of becoming,
Imago from larva,
Showing wings of flight,
Same footpaths and same sleep..
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When you were leaving for a unique desire,
The spirit of my normal wish, drooped
Under the clumsyness of my skin,
In an era of whist, when emotions..
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Nothing lasts, you said, gently tying,
The laces of your fashionable jogging shoes,
With a glistening in your eyes,
That put our love in the morg..
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The depression
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I buried all the b*****d Truth,
That are banished,
Being a cowered, the only idea,
That came to my pompous mind,
To cultivate this b*****d,
The l..
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Written during my college days
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Sometimes thirst itself becomes life
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Saga, of a weary existence, carry on,
With no more agonies or anguish to decipher,
Frustrations are less now, moving only,
To reach a state of equi..
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