Inside you all dwells a soul; inside me resides the Void. The Void that is filled by Emptiness.

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Crying feels outdated. So instead, I sit still, hold my throat tight, inhale deep, and when it burns, I exhale slowly—
a cry masquerading as a sigh without the aftermath of swollen eyes.
I clench my jaw, force the saliva down, hoping to choke on it,
so that in the cough that follows, I can sneakily release the cry trapped in my chest.

Some music isn’t just a sweet melody. It’s a sharp blade—
splitting your ribs, pulling out your heart, and whispering,
"Look: see the heartbeat stumbling, the rhythm racing,
arteries glowing with the light of a thousand shards.
I’ve poured my soul into you to teach you how to cry in silence.

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Is there something that scares you, still you are attracted towards it?

....
A few days ago, I fell from a cliff, suffocated and died again in an ocean...

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•बिखराव~

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"what?"
"No nothing, sorry"

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Suffer and then recite it like a prose?
~A confession~

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Jouska

n. a hypothetical conversation that you compulsively play out in your head

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I was an abandoned cottage,
you lit candles in,
when storms chased you.
While I believed,
I was your home,
you remembered returning to.

You rested.
I stayed ruined.
You left.
I stayed haunted.

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... just means I’m at my edge.
‎And no, I won’t be shaking hands with death.
That’s for cowards.
‎But just because I don’t write things like -
“If one murder was legal, I might slit a throat, maybe more”, doesn’t mean I will hesitate.

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Observation is directly proportional to Hatred.



....They say your pupils dilate when you look at someone you love. Mine were converging as I was getting closer, which is a pretty good build-up to say I have been disliking myself lately.

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