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Venom of love
The darkest of the night it was
And storms were howling from all sides
But she dared to step outside the walls
Coz there was something scarier inside
That snare disguised as love
Was toxic for her life
As the venom passed across her bloodstream
When he kissed her every time
She paced fast along the road
To the woods half wrecked by the thunderstorm
But it was safer than the cozy...
Monday 8th October 2018 2:01 am
Soulfully beautiful? A myth
You said you believe
Beauty lies in the soul
Then why Can’t you recognize me
Every time you see my unattractive eyes
Why dont you try to
Read my mysterious mind
Why?
The answer I still seek
From you every time
Stays as an eternal mystery
Coz what’s around me
Is wrapped in a rug of never-ending hypocrisy
Why?
I may not possess those curves
Every night about whom you...
Monday 8th October 2018 1:58 am
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