Aisha

i write when i'm at my highs and lows 

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our rainy day

on our first rain 

his eyes whispered into mine 

about all the things his lips 

wanted to do to my tongue

my mouth instantly dried itself 

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~ scarred smiles

i have moments 

when i see a pair of torn shoes 

telling me stories hidden underneath 

their scarred smiles they put on 

so bravely 

every time i look them in the eye 

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~ treasures

i know a boy 

who quietly sits on a bench 

not so far from where i live 

scribbling his wishes 

on a tainted notebook 

as his bright bohemian eyes 

searches for someone 

to come in his life 

just so he could 

give his secret treasures 

to someone who needs them 

far more than he does 

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~ a fact

what you have is an 

unbreakable strength 

the biggest endurance 

a stubborn persistance  

with the strongest will

i’ve come to know 

and even that 

would be an understatement 

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~ evolve

has it ever occurred to you 

that you are probably worth 

more than you think you are 

the miracle that’s inside 

roaring to be unleashed into

a beast that you know you are

completely capable of becoming 

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~ civilisation

i asked him once 

when did he knew that i was the one 

he said he was the kinda guy 

who would drink milk out of the carton 

but now he knows the meaning of glass on a coaster 

and thats when i knew he was the one 

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~ irreplaceable

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~ chasers

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~ fought with flames

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~ fighting back

when they stopped my breathing 

i ripped those hands off my skin 

so hard that the sky shook in anger 

deafening them with thunder 

and lightning them with fire 

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~ vivid dreams

your lips 

is a mirage 

like water in a desert 

i try to reach before waking up 

in my own silhouette 

of sweat 

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~ magic tunnel

in the end 

we were just kids 

thinking love 

was or magic tunnel 

leading to endless possibilities 

to eternity 

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~ the difference

one knows the true meaning 

of love and being loved 

when they have been in self-hate 

for far too long

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~ at the moment

i am stuck between 

what happened in my past

and what might happen  

in the future 

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~ an underrated truth

our memories last longer 

than the people that we love

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~ memories of you

i look at the front door  every time i make a pot of camomile  pouring on two cups  which we once used  but its never you  when the doorbell rings  i calm my anxieties  distract my wailing with work  friends who make sure to  never mention your name  tear up a bit when i come across  the jumper you left  saying it suited me better  this feels like a dream  that i can’t wake up from  no matter the number of teas i drink  or friends who try to set me up on a date  or the times when i hide your jumper  underneath the closet where i can’t see  it always comes back