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Living in the delusion of being fulfilled,
Like water in the mirage
His sanity crumbled in pieces
He feels numb, partially desperate,
Running in circles in futile expectations.

The darkness descends, the story ends
The holo dream ends,
And the drunker woke up.

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We survived an apocalypse,
We survived an apocalypse from a city we love
We survived an apocalypse from City of Love.
In the dystopian future this city will still stand tall
This city will still sing the song of unity
We will celebrate to our heart's content
Like we have done beforehand

We are survivors, warriors
We have survived colonialism for centuries
We have survived pandemics
We have survived natural disasters
But we have never lost hope,
We will again get up even if we bleed
We will again get up and paint the rainbows.

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I will hug you whenever you need it
I will hug you whenever you feel it.
If sadness romances with you,
Or you have the pink blush of first love,
Whenever you smile thinking about me,
Or if any uncertainty make you feel insecure,
I will hug you.
Because my dear lady,
Hugs are so underrated
And I promise I'll embrace you million times.

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Here I come to write about you,
As you're the reason of all my poems
And the biggest part of my emotional outbreaks.
You are glorious,
Not for any superficial qualities.
You're glorious as the moon, gentle and bright
How tiniest of your action bring life to my heart
How your little words make me smile,
It's your tenderness that make you glorious.
The way your eyes speak for many stories untold,
And the way all the hidden beauty unfold
But happily, they're only for me to gaze...

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All I have are the poems for you
Poems for the feeling unsaid.
When in discomfort you need a hug,
When in happiness to share the laugh,
When you need to be pinched and kissed,
Not just emojis, stickers or blue tick.

All I have are the words for you,
Because this words smell like you.

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In my arms, she's more irresistible than the paint for the canvas. The burning desire in her kohl kajal eyes, her warm breath and the soft skin heated me up. My probing finger caressed her body. In moments of weakness being drugged by the seductive aura, she pushed me hard. Sitting on top of me bending like the enchantress of my dream, she bites my lower lip. I grabbed her butt and pushed my tongue inside her mouth. Our lips locked and her taste drove me crazy.

I rolled over, one hand hold her hand while the other transversed her curve and I left a hickey on her neck. She shivered and let out a soft moan. She looked at me like a drunken beauty in pleasure and gazed at my eyes with full of expectations. She said, "Plunder me".

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The world is scarred asking for a relief,
Humanity is tamed in their own small cabinet.
But there will be rain to extinguish the fire
There will be sunrise with a new beginning,
Let’s write a new chapter of life in this terrible time
Sharing the same page without backlogs.
Dear lady, let the words flow like soft breeze
Involving a part of you and a part of me.

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You're the sudden mayhem of my life
Unable to process, full of stars and galaxies,
The missing piece of my beating heart
The smiling enchantress, my dear lady

You're that butterfly I kept inside me,
Whose aura is made up of calm and chaos
A flower to bloom in the graveyard
The most unusual to give me goosebumps.

A fairytale in this ironical godforsaken world
The most imperfect yet complete of a kind
I'm ready to fall for you every day every time,
Are you willing to take the risk too?

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I’ve been walking alone a one way road,
Ditched by merciful nature with fatal wounds
And reincarnated as violent, cruel or ruthless
The voice is replaced with sharpened sword.

I’ve been walking alone yet you’re beside me
As my heart is filled with hateful affection,
What I see is not spider-lily but gore and blood
And you, a beautiful ephemeral plunderer.

Then tell me why you hold my hand?
And I gave in to those twisted monsters inside me
That cost me my faith and innocence, my life
Yet you’re laughing at my cold corpse.

Why I’ve no choice but to accept you? Love you?
The girl who offered her everything to ravage
Then let it be the bizarre ominous tale of passion
To remember you in this savage epidemic.

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