When I stay up beyond the midnight, the heart finally understands what the mind wants.

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The terrible thing about being a writer is you know it's reality that is true at the end of the day, but still try to purge in the illusion of words.

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No heart is free of Qualms,
No mind is free of Thoughts.
For, the heart always craves for what the mind can't think of.

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made me cry,
That made me fall in love with the idea of love,
Which taught me to fight,
But most importantly, which moulded me into what I am now.

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I feel hungry but not a morsel tastes good.
I read novels but don’t understand a word.
I try to plan my life but end up staring at the ceiling.
All this happens only because I can’t bear seeing you in my dreams if I sleep.

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I don’t have to hide.

But it’s only with a best friend
I can never hide.

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Love to melt Life,
Ice to quench Fire,
Snow to withstand Warmth,
Long Nights for Nightmares.
Yes. Only winter can change your spring.

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He always wanted to be a writer. Because only she could make him the master of words.

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All we can do to repay our soldiers is being the right citizen and making our life worthy of their sacrifice.

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If our dreams become stars in the sky, it wouldn't be enough to hold us in.
The blanch in our lives will be filled with luster.
The twinkle we feel, shines the world around like a soap opera.
When we sit alone,
we can feel the lost love wait for us.
And the idea of dreaming stays alive.

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