Words can be sugar coated to fit into your reality , which will only blur the existence of truth unless of course you got too comfortable in a fake world.

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His subtle touch ignited flames in her of crimson and fiery yellow.
Her heart palpitated in tandem with the feathery touch of his finger tips.
Running his fingers over her svelte and mellow body,
Caressing and feeling the silkness of her wilderness.

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To dream is a privilege that most people have but only few have the courage to make it happen, moreover, to achieve it.

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Dreaming is not restrictive.
When we are dreaming, we are under the process of 'Becoming'.

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What broke me from within are those lies that you stacked meticulously one above the other.
Passing each day with smile & laughter
Whilst living a lie on our bond
Alas! Dear,
It did come crumbling down..
Hitting the rock bottom
The lies scattered
The lies caught red handed
From nothing... Your lies made me aware
Shook me to see how thin our foundation was..
What broke me from within was you choosing those ephemeral moments over monumental times with me..

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Certain feelings are meant to be dealt alone..
There is strength in those moments
There is self upliftment in those times
And there is you.. In your own shoes living it..

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We go back to those memories..
Rather, allow ourselves for a glimpse and get stuck there for a while....
Knowing it's going to hurt us..
Knowing it's going to pain us
Yet, to 'feed' the present and feel the moment we take a chance.
We know , the longer we delve , the deeper it would pull us..
Yet , we hold on..
To those memories if not that person...

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Her mystic brown complexion
Her svelte body
Her long neck, Her tender little deer eyes
Her puny little button nose and her charm like the northern lights
She bounded merrily
She glided gracefully
Her redolence; her enigma
All abated at once
Because of 'HIS' wicked eyes
His gaze of guile in incognito
Valiant looks marked with hubris
Considering himself as the epitome of masculinity.
Her scent was his addiction
Unknowingly ,she beckoned him for a nightmarish end of her being.
Her luck was tossed by him
As he pounced to bring her down to her knees and tear her spirits.
She tried with all her might..
But all seemed in vain
As He mauled her body and soul.
She wailed aloud and lost hopes
She saw herself in his vicious eyes and surrendered forever..
He ripped her apart.. Bones to the earth .. Soul to an unknown plane
Maybe to find justice.. Maybe to find answers

Whilst he moved on for the next prey...

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Caring not only requires feeling but also action.

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Somewhere, Someone out there is looking upto you
So, just be yourself and keep inspiring others with your sincere work!

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