And you know you are dead afraid of them when you recite God's name when they enter your thoughts!
Is this the price one has to pay?

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It's all the same. It's the same story repeating in a loop.

You words come like the rain of sharp edged knives, roaring through the sky and piercing every inch of my being,making me kneel, squirm and cower in pain. You are fearsome.

And who said women were bad at war?

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Sometimes,
All you gotta do
Is move on.
Move on from the
People that kill you everytime
You talk to them.
Move on.
Move on.
Move on.
It's never too late.

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And I will kill my soul,
Before it cries out for you.

I will burn all roads that,
Lead me to you.

I will cut my hands,
Before they reach out to you.

And I will die,
Before I ever meet you.

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I understand the subtle nuances of people. Even when they try to mask it with goodness. I understand the answers you want to know, even when you ask indirectly. I understand what you think and feel about me.
In short, I absolutely understand your perception of me.
So trying to mince words and politely asking difficult questions won't really hide your intentions.
Be direct and affront.

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Glamour and money are fine but my heart always goes out to people that love me, root for me and stay by me at all times, even when everything seems to be in shambles!

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And we all just claim
To be innocent.

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Name the peaks,
And watch me conquer.
All of them.

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And I find you. Everywhere. In the starlit sky that makes my eyes squint, just to admire the beauty a little better.
In the moon, that is beautiful yet scarred, testifying that love and pain go hand in hand.
In your favourite color, that I always hold close, to my body, to my soul and to every inch of my being.
In your favourite sweet, hoping that one day we could eat it together, with smiles all around and happiness in every corner.

In countless other things, making me realise that my love for you is infinite and eternal, beyond time and space, interminable to the very core.

I love you and I think, that is enough.

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And I don't know why you underestimate me. I really don't. I ticked all the boxes. Barring a few. Why are the boxes I didn't tick more important than the ones I did? Why? Why is it that you always make me feel that I am missing out on something in my life? Why don't you ever appreciate the things I really got through? Genuinely. Why is it like " It's okay. You did other things? " It's not okay. Its just simply not. It's better than okay. It's what some people crave for. And yet, even after doing all this, I am not good enough? Why?

Anyway, I treated you like someone beyond the world .... That's where my fault lies. I lost my dignity , my respect and my self esteem.

You will never feel I have done enough, even if I carry the entire Himalayas on my back. It's just how you perceive me. It's just how you see me.

Guys, leave them! They will not choose you in even in one out of a million parallel universes. They simply won't. And that should be enough for you to man up and let go. Leave. You don't matter. It may have seemed that you did. But that was just a mere illusion. Get hold of yourself and get a life.

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