She's not crazy!
It's her free thought and high spirit that scares you. For you possess no courage to stand up for yourself! So you try to bring her down, label her carzy to have a bit of sadistic pleasure. Okay, hop on delusional idiots, but little do you know whom she listens to? Her mind. Have you ever heard to yours?

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A brutally honest truth
Or a sugar-coated lie?
How about a savory opinion?
A high-spirited mind
Or the brain of a Sheep?
Oh, wait...
Can you handle freedom?
An angelic urchin
Or a sinful beauty?
Why?
Cause humans are flawed?
A vicious kiss of love
Or a sweet kiss of poison?
Okay...
Ever heard of healing?

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I just want a clam place
Cozy in a small space
With Brooks and Trees
Grass under our feet
Kittens and more Pups
Let's also pet some Cubs!
No fears shall threaten
Carpe diem,I'm smitten!
Love and life, we cherish
These moments never perish!
Rasam rice in Lotus leaf
Staring stars in disbelief !
To watch you fall asleep
Precious memory to keep!
Breathing like a baby, stay
And fall in love everyday
Chimes of wind be your lullaby
And I write love poems side by
Am I asking for too much?

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Isn't it true?
No one gets you
Dearest ones too...
You walk away with aching heart
Too scared to fight back
You're hurt but not angry
Waiting for a dark space
To burst into tears
Enduring the pain all by yourself
Until it starts hurting you physically
Unable to find solution
Wishing you could dissappear
But it's thrown into your face
Like a wild Ivy twining your neck
Like submerging under water
Fighting for breath, suffocating!
When happiness seems to be
A thing of impermanence...

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Don't like me? Well, I don't wake up everyday to impress you.— % &

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A Waterlily waiting for the Moon,
His breathe became her heartbeat.— % &

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I pity you, for you live in the illusion of love and happiness.Your mind, your pretentious mind is so clouded and dense to OPEN the doors.

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"My daughter supports me more than you support your mother..." a foolish woman exclaimed. What a waste it would be when this self-obsessed person is not sane enough to withstand my songs of praise!?

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I don't want to forget.
I don't want these little details to slip out of my memory. They hurt but let them stay. They hold the cure, don't you see?

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His breathe is Apricity.

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