The falling rain takes your name
But it is no game
Though you're not here
Have no fear
I know the way
This time,
I will stay.

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Memories are like dead roses,
Lingering in essence
With only frail remains of what once was.

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Ah! How the sparks flew!
As she clutched him tight
Her nails dug in his strained arms,
'twas a colorful passionate night!

How she threw back her head
In sheer pleasing agony!
Fearlessly, as he reached
To depths unconquered.
A flood of emotions, liberated and free!

For there are some places
Where the sunshine doesn't dare.
Where the wind sometimes tickles
And then bursts into giggles,
'twas one of those memorable nights
Extremely fulfilling, and satisfyingly rare!

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I didn't know that after years of cover,
when exposed to sunshine,
I'd still want to go back to that seemingly empty,
but strangely fulfilling cave of mine...

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Stuck in chaos,
As pandemonium surrounds,
I wish for harmony,
Music the only sound

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He : Are you with me?
She : I'm here for you.

He : I could not ask for more
She : You've got a friend in me

He : It's like I'm going to lose you
She : If you ask me, I'll stay

Songs deliver the best of emotions
Be it listening to them,
Or as they did,
Communicating through them

Music gave them one of the purest forms of love...

Friendship

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"Thank You" she whispered,
To the midnight hours
To the twinkling stars

To the ticking of the clock
To the traffic that never stops

To the winds that carried her voice
To the circumstances
Against her choice

For they provided her solace
From the storm she'd just braved
Peace, for which a troubled soul craves

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A man once told me,
Everything's temporary
To not fixate on anything for long
Just move on, and be strong

And I heard him,
For years I followed the advice
But one fine day, I forgot
Sure enough, I paid the price

Now I know better
To care too much, to belong
Just bide your time, have fun
Dance a li'l, sing a sweet song!

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If I could
I'd be a color
And black would be me.

Absorbing every other,
Blending, effortlessly

Hiding all emotions
While expressing the most
Gracefully unbreakable, in
Floral spring, or nail-biting frost

I'd be black
To the core, and I'm proud
Heartless, while weary with pain
A silent gaze, but, oh! So loud!

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Between adventure and boredom
From giggles to sobs,
Of freedom and liberty
The mundane routine jobs...

Life is but a journey of sorts!

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