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Prettiest bouquet of dead flowers

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Intimacy blooms, loss withers, longing yearns, and nostalgia whispers sweet remembrance.

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I'm a sailor on a sea of memories, Charting the wreckage of what we used to be. The waves of longing crash upon the shore, A tidal wave of emotions that I'm still trying to explore.

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You're a constellation in my night sky, A pattern of stars that still catches my eye. Our love was a supernova, a burst of light, A fleeting moment of beauty, a celestial sight.

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You're a phantom limb, a presence I still feel, A ghostly ache that lingers, a heart that's unreal. Our love was a black hole, a void in space, A gravity that pulled us in, a secret place.

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You were a cipher, a code I'd decipher, A map of hidden paths, a journey to deliver. Our words were whispers in a forgotten tongue, A language known only to us, a dialect of love that's young.

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Intimacy is a garden where love's tender shoots unfurl, but loss is the autumn that sheds petals, leaving longing a winter's ache that frosts the heart, until nostalgia becomes a gentle rain that nourishes memories, and tenderly revives what once bloomed.

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Would you lend me your evening ear, as twilight's canvas stretches far and clear? Let us recline beneath the starry sea, and I'll whisper secrets, meant for you and me.

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Trapped in these walls, I suffocate A helplessness that I just can't abate, My mother's cries, a constant strain I search for solace, but in vain. My father tries, with all his might To make amends, for past wrongs in sight, But forgiveness is hard to attain For the hurt he caused, the pain he sustained. My mother suffers, I understand But her anger burns, like a raging hand, She lashes out, with hurtful pride Leaving me drained, with a heart full of pain inside. I'm torn between love and hate's dark shore For the woman who bore me, I adore, But her behavior's toxic, it's hard to ignore I'm lost, searching for a way to restore. In this toxic dance, I'm caught in between Love for my mother, and the pain unseen, I'll hold on to love, and let go of the strife And hope that someday, we'll find a better life. My mother's pain is a weight that I bear A burden that's crushing me, leaving me bare, Her narcissistic tendencies, a toxic game I'm trapped in this cycle, with no escape to claim.

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Every time I meet someone new, it's like déjà vu, A haunting melody that whispers "I've loved you." A fleeting glimpse of what could never be, A bittersweet reminder of memories yet to see. Their eyes, a mirror to a love now lost, Reflect the ghosts of heartaches counted and crossed. Their smile, a whispered promise of what's past, A longing that echoes through the corridors of my mind at last. In every stranger's face, I see a love that's gone, A phantom limb that aches with each move, each song. The city streets, a labyrinth of forgotten dreams, Where every step I take, echoes with the whispers of what seems. Oh, cruel fate, to be forever lost in this haze, Where every new encounter brings only heartache's daze. Yet, I'll hold on to these echoes, these whispers of the past, For in their pain, I find a love that will forever, forever last.

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Life's labyrinthine journey, beset by strife, Has navigated through tenebrous nights and endless life. Yet, amidst the turmoil, benevolent souls have shone, Illuminating the darkness with a radiant, gentle tone. Their altruism, a beacon in the tempest's roar, Guides us through existence's turbulent, cacophonous score. With them by our side, we confront the trials and the pain, And hope for solar respite, a dawn to break the darkest reign. For even in the most somber, sepulchral of days, A scintilla of hope, a flicker of promise, finds its way. And with each other, hand in hand, we'll brave the shadows' might, And await the auroral dawn, when morning's light shall take flight.

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I'll move on, heal, and learn to see That love is more than virtual ecstasy A real heart beats, with genuine care Not a facade, a love that's truly there.

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My absence won't haunt, won't leave a scar For my presence never mattered from the start No tears will fall, no sorrow will rise For I was just a ghost in your virtual skies

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If you cry, I'll cry.

And if you dont, I'll cry anyway ))

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My teenage years, a never-ending fight,

A constant struggle, day and night.

Memories haunt me, like a ghostly refrain,

Reminding me of joy and love in vain.

Trauma's grip holds me tight,

Drowning out the light, of warmer nights.

I try to recall, laughter and glee,

But shadows creep, and darkness seeps in me.

I'm done with youth, with its cruel design,

I yearn to break free, from this heavy chain where I only whine.

Echoes linger, like an open sore,

A reminder of what I endured before.

I search for solace, a peaceful place,

Where memories of joy, can fill the space.

Yet, even now, as I step into the light,

The ghosts of yesterday, still haunt my sight.

- Reetu S.