his lips brush mine.

Like the warmth of sunshine,
his eyes wander by ..

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to make him fall for my charms.
Or maybe it was the other way around.
To experience pain and pleasure,
give into inhumane desires.
And I know poison never tasted so good,
as it did when tasted from his lips.
One last time, I made love to him.
Called him mine,
before I finally left him alone
for upcoming lifetimes.

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so why would you expect yourself to be.
Honey, we're all a mix of unique
lifetimes experienced.

Our souls have been born
and reborn several times.

Dimensions of other
galaxies and stars undefined,
they hold versions of
us we've never met.

Possibly too huge of a perspective,
for these shallow norms to
be broken and looked behind.

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Some more nights spent in need of warmth.
Winter came and it made sure,
I wouldn't fall asleep or dream of you again.

Exhaustion seemed to be the only reason,
if ever I lay unconscious in my bed.

In those moments it felt like,
the cold sheets never bothered me after all.

May be it was the hope that never died,
if only I would've given up on you.

Maybe my heart would be fine.

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So many days flew by,
I was too tired to pay attention to those fireflies.
Money flowing through just to keep me afloat on the surface.
I was tired of working that same lifeless job.
Turning up late at home every night.
That look of disappointment in everyone's eyes.
Oh how I wished I had the time to attend parties , to appear alive and smile.
Yet, maybe in another lifetime.
I would find the courage to pursue something in my heart, something that I truly want.

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has travelled the paths not paved before,
tasted the sweet lies , that haven't been told.
Yet , couldn't win hearts of those they truly loved,
And every other heart just blessed their lives .
It's never enough for a wandering soul,
to let the time pass by and thoughts dissolve .
Poets sure are one of a kind,
maybe the key to escape this world..
One at a time.

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burning fire,
as you stroke your fingers across my body.
Every ounce of anticipation gives me goosebumps.
When I look at you smirking,
and you kiss me with that hunger that hasn't been satiated for years.
I say, let's escape the matrix together..
Tell me, would you run away with me?
To somewhere undefined..

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yet he's always the one she led to every time.

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