"But love isn't always the right answer"

"Then, perhaps you are asking wrong questions"

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When the night
Comes to swallow,
I cling onto you tight,
For you're my shadow
In the moonlit night.
For you're the witness
Of my deepest fears,
Of shattered dreams
And silent screams.
For you're the one
Who wiped my tears
And erased my fears
In the turmoil of life.
For you're the listener
Of my untold stories,
Of heartfelt regret and remorse.
For you're my silent companion,
In the darkness of night,
In the storms of life.
And today my heart,
Urges to concede,
That I know, one day,
They all shall leave,
But I'll still hold you hard
Close to my heart and mellow
O my pillow, o my pillow..

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टेका है तू ख्यालों का
ठेका है तू ख्वाबों का

आधी रात गर न मिले आँचल
तू है सहारा मेरे आंसुओं का

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"I have had enough" she wailed out.
"Me too", the pillow mumbled .

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A place that is so pure, so dirty and raw
In the bed all day, bed all day, bed all day
Fucking in and fighting on
It's our paradise and it's our war zone
It's our paradise and it's our war zone
- Zayn Malik

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Pillow talk
Her pillow is her bestie who stays with her in her good or bad time.
She shares every single event of her life
Cause her pillow never laugh at her, never
Tease her, When she cries she covers her face with a pillow.
She slept with her and her hand grabs a pillow like a teddy.

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जो चाहा वो मिला नही,
जो मांगा नही उसका कर्ज़ चढ गया !!


हजा़र किस्से अनकहे बेमतलब रिश्ते बुन गये
जिस्से चाह है उसके लिए श्रेय नही,
ना जाने बाकी मेरी जिन्दगी मे क्यो किस्त बन गये...

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Bae, Lets stay up all night
Watchin' the lights;
Sunk in champagne;
Jamming to our fav
Zayn's playlist.

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Staring at the Pale wall.
I think of My favorite doll.
Where have my Childhood gone?
Did I ever Had one?
Times when colors Were more bright.
When princess Fairytales brought me Light.
The lullabies lulls Me to sleep.
When there was No clock ticking
Or alarm beep.
Now days start and end in blur.
But do I need My memories Stirred?
Unlocking the door Put me in tailspins.
Robbing me of Carefree grins.
Curling into a ball at night.
Rocking, shivering In my fright.
Sobs break into pillowed well.
For it has So many Stories To tell.

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Every tear is worth
Is judged after the changes
You take
After talking to the pillows
Weeping every stories to it

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