Success is a horseshoe studded with nails
and often someone wins, someone fails
but me, I'm the horse who always bails
where horses run a rat-race — % &

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A stranger she was to me.
Partners, she wanted us to be.
A game of love started,
which was no hide and seek.
She was the master,
And my heart and brain were the slave.
Hungry machines feeding each other was all we were.
She fed my emotions and cravings,
And I fed her sexual desires.
Her desires took a turn and a war started.
A war between my love and her ignorance.
Battling the war, I explored her soul.
Soul which was covered by darkness
and protected by demons.
It was a victory.
A victory for the devil hidden inside her.
Riding over the horses of lust,
she went away crushing my spilled love.
Lost in the war, I took control over my soul,
Soul which was now covered by scars.
A stranger I am to me.

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I AM RIDING A DARK HORSE IN MY BRIGHTEST DREAM EVER

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What happens when a female horse is taken for a ride?

Probably becomes your worst nightmare.

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Horse riding feels like

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A horse has more power than one horsepower

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My soul that rode a horse of vigor, now rides a horse that is pacing onto a road which sees no end.
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तुम्हें ख़ुशी मिलती है हराकर इसीलिए हार जाते हैं
वरना रेस तो हम घोड़ों को भी नही जीतने देते

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