Maybe the words do expire...

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The shattered Nights
The Roaring Eyes
The Crying Thoughts
The Routine Life

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Close all the doors
Someday the right person may knock

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Getting stuck for the perfect words for you
is a wordmantic feeling...

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Not everyone privileged to feel
the fragrance of tears

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The humming hills
The smiling clouds
The flying fog
The complete calm weather
and the magical sense of your invisible
presence makes the moment musical...

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Who said I am left alone
I choose it...

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The Romance of our glowing eyes
creating the chemistry in our talking toes

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You are the poetry of love.
The ultimate source of smile.

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Walking through the past
for the glimpse of your presence

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