Out of love - 93!

Everything you & I have been
Taught about beauty,
Lies in the death of a broken dream.
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Touch my wounds,
Make love to my scars
Hug my pieces,
Make me feel
What a combination of
Warmth & love
Can do.
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You couldn’t have been wrong for me in any way,
Look what the pain of your memories did to me,
It forced me to build a memoir more gorgeous than your memories
And our dreams.
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Let me hurt till I get rid of the fear of pain,
Allow me to sink in the tides,
Test the ashes of the shattered dreams,
What else am I, if not a combination
Of some legitimate pieces
And illegitimate expression.
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Burn each strand of hope,
Destroy every ray of light,
Convert those dreams into ashes,
Breathe, then
Embrace the guilt of inhaling,
Exhale all what’s yours,
Choose to survive,
Even if that’s not,
What it is to be alive.

Those who love,
Will hate,
Sleep will certainly escape,
Death wont kiss,
Let’s see how far
Do you get
While you miss
Each part you
Burnt, again and again.
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One day when you are free, at ease,
Just put me to sleep, without the noises & notions,
Please.
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How do your eyes continue to reek of magic, even after they’ve killed my faith in it?
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Same faces,
Similar verses,
A dash of fresh hurt,
A dollop of joy.

Routine, everyday.
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Maybe in the end,
What doesn’t stay,
Isn’t yours.
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If I don’t love you
Across borders,
Despite differences,
Beyond expectations.
Will I even have the
Right to call it love?