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I had been dead inside for so long that now I want to ‘freaking’ live.

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You don’t miss me the way I’m supposed to be.
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Miss You Myself
Poetry isn’t about beautifying the words; It’s about stripping off its thick cover and appreciating the rawness.
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Appreciate Beautiful Beauty Poetry Raw Strip Thick Word
I had been dead inside for so long that now I want to ‘freaking’ live.
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Death Life Live
You know what love is? When even the wait is fun.
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Fun Love Wait Yourself
Lips getting dried, heart pumping faster, sweat seeping through the pores, cheeks turning red. Dear summer, stop acting like my lover.
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cheeks Dry Fast Heart Lips Pores Sweat
I stare at the moon for that undying confidence to shine alone.
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Alone Confidence Death Moon Myself Shine Stare Strength
Lot of things to be done today but lets start with being grateful first.
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Grateful Today
You blew me off to have your wish. But what other purpose do candles serve?
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Blow Candle Purpose Serve Wish Yourself
You were like water the parts of your heart I touched before casually moved forward, leaving me bewildered. What wrong did I do?
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Casual Heart Leave Myself Touch Water Wrong Yourself
I looked at the mirror long enough today. Only to meet ‘you’ that was still left in me.
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Enough Look Mirror Myself Yourself
It’s not the pain that bothers. But the fear of being in the same pain forever.
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Bother Fear Forever Hurt Pain
Words come and flow with me instantaneously. Perhaps, those were abandoned too by someone.
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Abandonment Instant Word
My anxious self always melted in your arms, then. Now your grin from another screen telling me “its going to be okay” works just the same.
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Anxiety Arm Melt Myself Quarantine Yourself
Fluttered open the wings and flew off from my clenched hands; those butterflies always found a way to slip by just like time.
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Butterfly Clench Find Flutter Hands Time Way Wings
How do you feel now after making futile promises?
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Feel Futile Promise Yourself
Art is what keeps humans, human.
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Art Human

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