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A poet is one who tells merciful lies.Beautiful lies ignite a sense of hope. I tend to hold on to...

Getting away, from myself and you. Getting away from your flaws, burying the pieces of a book you didn't want...

Before I made scars I made memories, before memories I made friends, and friends are made of names.

Trauma is a response, not a memory. It's a result of who and why. The unanswered queries of your past...

Someway somehow. Along the way, you become the very things you criticized so badly. The people you mocked. You become...

Let's talk abit,but you won't today,I will. About emotional manipulators, narcissists,rippers of joy. Everything they took away from you and...

I know you know my feelings for you but you pretend not to

Don't accuse me of blasphemy, don't defy my name nor point out my flaws before I explain how my bad...

I got lost in 'weI let my guard downFor the first, I chose to be selflessSince we met I became...

Desire feels stronger than love, its fire is more intense than love actually, it's passionate, it's lust! You and I...