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@breathingdark
Wrong Places.
DARLING! YOUR NAME I REQUEST.
WHY THIS MUCH RESPECT?
YOU SEEM LIKE A FRIEND.
AN IDEA TO BE CONQUEST.
OH! WHY I SAY THESE WORDS.
THAT WILL KEPP YOU WORRY.
EITHER ITS JUST WHAT YOU WANT,
OR ITS A MISSION TO BE CONQUEST.
SOMETIMES! YEAH JUST SOMETIMES, HONEY!
I DO THINK OF SOMETHING SOMETIMES,
TO GOING AFTER WHERE YOU REALLY BREATH.
WORDS OF YOURS NOW ARE REALLY MESSED.
A NEW-BORN WISH IT WAS,
BUT SOMETIMES ITS HAPPY TO SEE.
NOT GOING THERE, DEAR!
THAT PLACE NEED TO BE CONTEST.
Name.
If I write a story,
it would be pretty much scary.
If I write an essay,
It would always be messy.
If I write a letter,
It would never be better.
If I write some words,
it would never be enough.
If I note everything down,
It would be of majorily noun.
If I write about love,
would it be a lie?
If I say I hate you,
Is it a lie?
Baby!! I don't know anything.
But If I ever get a chance, I would always say a single thing.
You were being my love?
or Was I being your hate?
"Let me give you a advice." are kind of things stoping u from dreaming.
Look what I found; A living deadly piece of Human, A heart.
Alive
If I'm breathing, Babe!
Would you tell me how?
I'm not sure, Babe!
You gonna tell me now.
If I say to you, Honey!
this time don't laugh.
You loved me, right?
Or was it just funny?
If I don't say a word.
Would you speak to me?
Would you laugh for me?
or would you live for me?
Sometimes, but yeah sometimes honey!
I do look fine and alive.
Am I dead too?
You gonna tell me now.
Darkness.
I can't see anyone,
You there or not?
May you call my name?
Should I hear or not?
but there's a footprint of someone,
You walked or not?
'Cuz I felt of going away.
Should I follow or not?
I can feel when it hurts,
You did or not?
'Cuz it calls your name,
The Scars bleed or not?
Aww! I'v seen the light,
It shines or not?
My dear friend, Darkness! take me,
Whether u real or not.
“Lies written in ink cannot disguise facts written in blood.” - Lu Xun (via quotemadness)
LIE
‘’I love you’’ was a start.
A start with a lie.
But I did not know then,
that a start is a lie.
I am a Good-hearted man,
I am trust worthy guy.
You believe in me?
Oh baby, don’t lie.
‘’Try, try and try again’’
Or try until it keeps you dry,
or try even harder if you love,
But why should I try for a lie.
I never believed in gossips,
I don’t like to pry.
Well! God bless my eyes,
Now, I can see the lies.
Forgive me If I am wrong,
Forgive me when I die,
What a stiff I am now.
I now laugh when you cry,
‘cuz you cry but with a lie.
But with a lie,
But with a lie,
or THE LIE.
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Sad part is that we can just imagine it.
I better be a dead man so I can't see the inoccent killing of Human.
World if full of human but tell me a place where I find humanity.
AM
The hideosity nights I've paid,
On my heart, your brutal raid
Oh my crumbing thoughts ..
I tried hard but couldn’t fade.
12 AM; start of the day, they say!
Who knows doom is on its way.
Well! meet my old friend darling!
Partial death it is, people say.
2 AM; My futile dreams , Hi!
Do you Consider me or just passing by?
And why this hating deluge?
You are laughing on me being cry..?
3AM; Insane waiting of my love
Misknowing of it be enough.
Even million prayers couldn't count.
And Your words, "It will never be tough "
4AM: Welcome! the coming sleep..
but wait!! Did u just creep?
You do know me than why u came?
Before going into, I Dont like to weep
5AM: I call it the ending session,
Full of overthinking and obsession,
Honey ! I miss u all the time like I said;
These Fucking AMs can't overcome my possession.