Bare Your Soul
Speak Your Mind
Fear Not About
Who Will Hear
You Know You
Better Than Them
Their Judgement Shouldn't
Matter To You

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I won't promise to love you to the moon and back
But I promise to love you to the sun and forth
Because with you, even the scorching sun rays feels like warm kisses on a winter day
I won't promise to love you to the heaven and above
But I promise to love you to the hell and beyond
Because with you, even the darkest corner of hell feels like a second home

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You will forever be my favourite painting
Elegant, exquisite, and a sight to sore eyes

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If the sun could speak
He would tell you how unlucky he feels that he can't sit next to you.
If the moon could speak
She would tell you how jealous she feels everytime she looks at you.
If the stars could wish
They would wish to be in your eyes for the rest of their lives.
If the sky could wish
It would wish to be your blanket that hugs you every night.

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There's a fine line between:
Being straight forward and being rude
Cracking jokes and mocking someone
To criticize an effort and throwing insults
Don't confuse them
Don't cross them

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You and I are not the same
Not by our looks
Not by our talks
Not by our heights
Not by our weights
Oh, we don't even have the same body parts
What hurts you, may not hurt me
What hurts me, may not hurt you
So, don't hit me with what doesn't hurt you
And call my pain a false cry
What hurts you doesn't have to not hurt me
Because dear,
You and I are not the same.

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My little heart —
I know how little in fact
I tried fixing every piece
After getting it broken
From the person
Who promised to keep it safe

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I thought it was my duty
To gaurd your soul
And hide your body behind mine
But how did I not see
You were doing just fine
With or without me
Beside or behind

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Thinking about the stars
Are they really souls that are watching upon us?
Or, are they simply rocks, floating around in the sky?

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Her soul feels trapped in her own flesh
She has a body that moves
But is that of any use?
She walks, she talks
She laughs, she cries
She cries a river every night
Clutching her blanket tight
The sun rises; Her cheeks dries
It takes her a while
To search for that— one, perfect smile
Not too bright, not too small
Her day moves like a clock on the wall
With a little laugh here,
With a little frown there
Finally, when the day is over
She puts all her pain into the mixer
Pouring it into a long glass
She slurps it quietly, snacking her lips
Like it's the best drink ever.
While watching the moon
Dance to the silent beats of the sky

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