I wish deleting memories
was as easy as
deleting phone numbers

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It was never a person I gave a second chance to
Not a person who failed me
It was love
Love I gave another chance
And Love that failed me
Again

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One day, maybe one day you will try to find me again
Maybe you will feel something more
Something I felt all this while
And you too would try to muffle your cries

One day, maybe you too would break after fake smiles
You too will hear silence loud enough to make you cry
You too will trap yourself in your own bubble
Suffocate in your own thoughts and hate your own head

Maybe, one day, you would want to know
how I made it through without loosing my head
How my anger didn't burn me
How my grief didn't turn me to stone
And how could I bear it time and again

One day you will want to know
But all you will hear is silence

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And on silent nights like this
I try to make peace with myself

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I healed him
And in return
He broke me

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They will promise you happiness
They will promise you forever
But remember
Happiness comes from within
And forever is nothing but a myth

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Hey old road
There we meet again
After all these years I tried
After all new paths I found
I find myself here again
At the same place at the same end
With numb weakened legs
Older than before
With a colder broken heart
Throbbing some more
With conscience radiating
Nothing but black
With an exhausted brain
Toxicated and almost dead
With the same cold hands
Taken up by tremors
With the same old cries
A bit louder this time
here I am again
Staring at the dead end
Looking at the dreadful journey
I have to make again
You are familiar
Your paths clear
I am bad at maps
But I still remember
All the tough turns
All the right and lefts
For I am no longer that lost kid
Familiarising herself with your dead ends

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thou artist
let me borrow a piece of thy art
let my wretched soul see
this orb with nothing but beauty
thou artist
spill your pallette on my desolate mind
let me see
what colours look like
thou artist
paint my body, paint my soul
and fill the dark empty horrific vessel inside me
With nothing but a ray of hope

- Bhumika Pathak

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And I have heard silence
I have heard it so loud
That it deafens me
That it breaks something inside me

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To kill one monster
They always need another

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