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Noor
Noor
25/F
Should oaths may fade into obscurity in epochs of spaces Between certainties; its presence remains unfaded. As the season changes In its own right, An unwavering being still.
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Jun 21, 2025
Jun 21, 2025 at 3:56 AM UTC
Cathexis
𝓡𝓮𝓹𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓢𝓸𝓷𝓰 🎶 օմԵ օƒ Եհҽ ҍӀմҽ ՏƘվ Եհҽ ɑՏՏօղɑղϲҽ վօմ հɑѵҽ ҍɾօմցհԵ աíԵհ վօմ յíѵҽ ɑ ժմҽԵ աíԵհ ʍíղҽ; ϲօղϲҽíԵҽժղҽՏՏ ʍɑղցӀҽժ ҽѵҽɾվ ժɑվ ժɾҽɑʍ íղ ʍվ ӀíԵԵӀҽ հҽɑժ í'ѵҽ հҽɑɾժ վօմɾ ʍҽӀօժվ ƒɾօʍ ɑ ϲօղԵɾɑՏԵíղց ահҽɾҽɑҍօմԵՏ - հҽɾҽ... ƒɑϲՏíʍíӀҽ օƒ ʍվ ƒɑӀՏҽ ՏҽղՏҽ օƒ մղíզմҽղҽՏՏ; ղօմɾíՏհҽժ օմɾ ՏԹҽϲíƒíϲíԵվ'Տ ѵɑíղ ժҽՏԹҽɾɑԵíօղ մղɑѵɑíӀíղց ƒօϲɑӀ ԹօíղԵ օƒ Թ탃Ӏíղց ʍɑԵԵҽɾՏ ϲհօɾմՏ Եհҽ ɾíՏíղց ϲհҽՏԵ Տҽզմҽղϲҽժ ҍվ ƒɑӀӀíղց վօմ ɑղժ í հɑѵҽ ҍҽҽղ ɾҽհҽɑɾՏҽժ ϲօմղԵӀҽՏՏӀվ - ɑ ɑ Տօղց օղ ӀօօԹ ƒɾօʍ myriad ӀíԹՏ
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Apr 14, 2024
Apr 14, 2024 at 3:29 AM UTC
Repeated Song
Surmise too often, likely a sheer redundancy, unduly supposition went south I'd slump it from high. Curious? I'd throw down the gauntlet; fathom me out throughout the time of hesitation.
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Feb 1, 2024
Feb 1, 2024 at 4:01 AM UTC
Null Optimism
How am I remembering you so clearly? What your voice sounds like, Your fragrance, Your hair that I used to cares it in-between my fingers, Your palms running down my waist as if you're shaping like clay, How you'd smile in different occasions. How am I remembering all the little things about you so clearly, Yet I have forgotten how much I loved you; I have forgotten my reason why I started to remember every detail of you. I can't recall how I felt about you.
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May 26, 2021
May 26, 2021 at 6:04 PM UTC
Forgotten
The easiest time to give up, the hardest time to let go. It is bittersweet but worth the sacrifice. Our love has always been venturing on edge of sadness and happiness; never yet reach its predestined. Even so... I want us.
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May 21, 2021
May 21, 2021 at 6:38 AM UTC
Unplanned
Unscented flower Things went south As you utter pleasantry That comes with titter I stayed disheartened In-between forced laugh; Caused by ancient occasion Waiting with bated breath for fortuity to cut-off the lines I thought, I have never been Impatient to arrive at the period while writing a sentence Predicament has once again occurred ; Scratching off thorns on my flower scene played in my head En voyage to holocaust A sigh whether of relief or misery have escaped between my lips Deep breath I took In dread that you would Take away the scent from my flower once you depart
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May 18, 2021
May 18, 2021 at 10:59 PM UTC
Unscented flower
Hankering for a concrete bridge that concatenate you with desired person. Once again, the room got darker, Four corners seems too far than usual, It widens; it brings coldness. Your presence is anticipated once more... Maybe one of the hardest I acted on; succouring an absence of my heart’s most desired.
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Feb 24, 2020
Feb 24, 2020 at 9:17 AM UTC
Inevitable
I’m sorry when you thought that I wasn’t there when you were bleeding and falling apart... But I was there... Just busy bleeding too...
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Jan 20, 2019
Jan 20, 2019 at 8:41 PM UTC
Apology
As I lay on my bed to rest my body for awhile, I saw the view from my window. My thoughts travel miles to miles. I gaze harder as the clouds move across my vision, the glimpse of the sunshine caressing my skin warmly The trees are dancing with the rustling sound of the wind. The gentle chilly breeze embraced me as I slightly open my window Alone with my thoughts, I have this exquisite view for myself. I feast my heart with the overwhelming feeling of nostalgia from our past memories until this very moment. These things serves as you... The warmth of your hand on mine The mellifluous sound of your voice The benevolent love you left in my heart. As I realize everything bit by bit Anyone can see the view from a window and be amaze by its beauty But they can never see the sight from my window, for only you and I share the same memories For only I can see it clearly Because right now... I’m the only one that has your love.
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Jan 7, 2019
Jan 7, 2019 at 11:56 AM UTC
A view from my window
I guess the skies was au courant of your leaving that 4 a.m. it cried for me a nonchalant drops ushered with a thunder-like-heartbreak it seemed.
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Jan 5, 2019
Jan 5, 2019 at 11:20 AM UTC
For now