'Pure all the way; for heaven's sake,
But in ways; sacredness I lack,
Can discern between right-n-wrong,
Still in all the forms; I am fake!'

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Thousands of faces;
And a few true...
Knowing many for the one,
Then did you find your match?!

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"I am done playing nice!"
"Then...try being nice!"

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Heart beats,





Heart bleeds.

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People are really crazy,
They want to be Buddha.
Just to get followers!

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/POVERTY/

A dwelling place nowhere to escape,
Poverty was an ultimate maze,
A matrix of our living hell nap,
Life was just another nightfall craze,

My thoughts lacking any hope to escape,
Encaged in hoplessness but not defeated yet,
Trapped in misery; I ran against my fate,
Empath, err-prone; may be I am. But not a sap;

That is the fire that is flaming in my heart,
Torn and Worn in my heart always,
Tired, lost I felt but that's just another hurt.
I had that. The power to tap into affluent phase,


Arrows of poverty darting from throes,
Consistency is thy sword & commitment; the shield ultimate,
Don't forget the maze; let poverty pat,
Just moment away, poverty is. Remember it with blaze.

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Stardost & Sunu: Insights

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May you harvest the love you seek!
And burn the hatred you held.

May you find the spark that you need,
And take warmth to escape the dark!

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/Just Let Me Hold You/

Atleast in dreams; just let me hold you,
heart broken; heart wrenched again,
But is it true?

Something, I hold as due;
Which jolt my love. But again,
Atleast in dreams; just let me hold you.

Minds missknow hearts. And hew;
thy love with longing hatred and wane,
But is it true?

Tell me that I am wrong. That you;
Really love me. Forget it, pan;
Atleast in dreams, just let me hold you.

To death; I hurt you,
Still You bring love and life from vain,
But is it true?

That your arms are open to me. Few
Letters I hold. After all you long gone.
Atleast in dreams, just let me hold you,
But is it true?
~Malson

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CHAPTER ONE:
LOVE EVERYSIDE EXCEPT MINE

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