diaryofcursedroses

[diaryofcursedroses]

What if stars are nothing but homes to souls, places from where we all descend to our transient abode? You and I, are from the same home, for I find the indistinguishable gleam entangled in both our souls. oh, remember the day we met and my soul confessed to yours? after an ocean of eternity, it'd again felt like home. perhaps, the memories of us dancing in stardust had lingered on for too long. now, the windows to the universe where I belong- Your eyes, my Lord, is the only place I want to live for. for the world has always been a sadistic place, and we? intertwining souls.

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[diaryofcursedroses]

Oblivious to the incineration of expression- our prayer for the mornings they praise our calm faces, are we adept at deceiving or they poor at receiving? lavatic nerves that encapsulate our bodies, swollen caves which sting from springs of tears, racing hearts that know no brakes, or the whirlwind of chaos that thrashes against our bones smashing them to leptons, monomers, and whatnot. which of these would you let the world die from? a spark to set the universe ablaze, a fate fated to ill fate. so make a quick u-turn and do not say how much you love our 'calm faces'. for if we unleash from our cage, the world's ashes will burn from our rage.

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