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Hemalatha G

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if this sounds like criticism and annoyance, then i'll write like this for a while. i) if i could make you feel the way you want to feel, i would pledge and sell an eternity worth of peace treaties-- this might have sounded Holy, back then; but now it's has the rhythm and soul i never want to house. if this is what Love is, i don't need such Love. ii) just bought my hair, 'cause i buy air-- whenever i walk past places we walked together for they suffocate me, that naturally available air falls short of elements. i buy air, so that i can give myself an assurance that you too we

if this sounds like criticism and annoyance, then i'll write like this for a while. i) if i could make you feel the way you want to feel, i would pledge and sell an eternity worth of peace treaties-- this might have sounded Holy, back then; but now it's has the rhythm and soul i never want to house. if this is what Love is, i don't need such Love. ii) just bought my hair, 'cause i buy air-- whenever i walk past places we walked together for they suffocate me, that naturally available air falls short of elements. i buy air, so that i can give myself an assurance that you too we

Hemalatha G

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Unspoken words are comfortable until silence becomes deafening. (Caption) Even the rusty iron gate reminds me of you. So do the cracked wooden benches. I'm beginning to start my day thinking about you. And end my nights pleading with Him to place you in the second row of fourth classroom, the next morning. Despite knowing, my plea is doomed to indifference, I keep repeating. Silly me! I find my voice chock-full of uneasiness and joy while uttering your name. Right now, as I swallow a lump of longing along with saliva, I try not to shudder. Will I feel bette

Unspoken words are comfortable until silence becomes deafening. (Caption) Even the rusty iron gate reminds me of you. So do the cracked wooden benches. I'm beginning to start my day thinking about you. And end my nights pleading with Him to place you in the second row of fourth classroom, the next morning. Despite knowing, my plea is doomed to indifference, I keep repeating. Silly me! I find my voice chock-full of uneasiness and joy while uttering your name. Right now, as I swallow a lump of longing along with saliva, I try not to shudder. Will I feel bette

Manku Allahabadi

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Intense She was furious on me when i send her a text, Coz she didn't like me smoke Cigarettes after sex, She still smells my shirt with checks She misses every love mark on her neck But its over now,she is just an ex!! It sucks, what the heck!! -Manku Allahabadi #intense #cigarettes #cigarettesaftersex #whattheheck #Ex #shirtwithchecks #lovemark

Intense She was furious on me when i send her a text, Coz she didn't like me smoke Cigarettes after sex, She still smells my shirt with checks She misses every love mark on her neck But its over now,she is just an ex!! It sucks, what the heck!! -Manku Allahabadi #intense #cigarettes #cigarettesaftersex #whattheheck #Ex #shirtwithchecks #lovemark