my humour is broken
since the day you said
‘we’ were a joke.

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'He died for love'
were the words carved
on his grave

A knife with dried blood
Lay in her cupboard.

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My heart cried in grief,
Grief of the death of my onesided love.
My mind started the blame game again,
My heart tossed and tumbled in vain.
His eyes bled affection,
Too late for my confessions.
The smoke felt vile,
To hide my tears and reflect his smile.
People are vague, wine tastes bitter;
Time passes and nothing gets better.
Love blesses people in colours and glee,
Its meant for you and just not me.

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I was lingering in those lanes; the first time our eyes had met.
Once again, I held that red bouquet; Something was missing; maybe you smiling at the way I blush.
Once again, I stood in the early rains; Trying to dance with your memories.
Once again, I leaned against the walls of your house; it gave me shivers down my spine.
And yet once again, I am standing infront of your grave; carrying emptiness all over my eyes!

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My mind is the Wanderer of your thoughts, my heart is the prisoner of your memories, my body is the victim of your attacks and my soul is the carrier of the scars. My dreams are the palaces you have always wanted, my wealth was your smiles. Your presence defined my happiness; I wish for you on the falling stars;
You used to be the prince charming of my midnight shoe fairytale. Never had I seen myself so mesmorized losing to you; my coffee cups had your kisses and my bookshelf had your secrets. I fell so easily for your sugar coated lies, your fairytale lands, your toxic love and your thoughtful drama.
Baby I got a lot to regret!

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It's wrong when they say
'Life goes on' ;
breath goes on and life stands still.

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Because you know betrayal is an escape from a predictable life.

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Life is so different around people you love
and
around people who love you.

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Your blood ages like wine;
It's not something to be gulped down
in a shot
but to sip it second by second
and it tastes like I've got into your heart
since that's where I've squeezed it out from
my dear love.

Regards,
Someone you couldn't love back.

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