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Leila Nov 13
Maybe I can never let my heart bleed on someone else..., what if they could feel my aching scars?
This actually means...I can't let it out...,coz what if someone sees me with the eyes I see myself
Leila Nov 3
A sound...
That I hid in me...
Sometimes I feel like I drowned...where every noise is my lover of times...
Sometimes it's like a burning flame...where every noise is my that burnt me to ashes...
Sometimes it's like a windy storm...where every noise carried me away like a rusted iron piece...
But darling only they stayed forever with me...and your fake promises too...
Noises I hid...
That makes the world go into a hush...
While your false promises make the lovers bound to my noises...
A little drowning...
A little burning...
A little storm...
                                     ~leila
I need a person who can tune my lyrics, if any as such jus lemme know in the message box
Leila Nov 1
You shed the leaves that grew for you
                               ~leila
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Oct 30 · 71
You left me...
Leila Oct 30
Searching for myself in the pieces you left...
~leila
Oct 30 · 130
Your lies
Leila Oct 30
Edementous eyes...
Act a Little surprised...

Mirror in my face...
It's the smile that I chase...

The broken heart aches...
So I put my blood to ace...
I've fallen for the lies...
That felt like a paradise...

Read the letter of that phase...
It's my heart that's a race...

Ticky alarm that rings up twice...
"I love you" was a falsities...

The broken heart aches...
So I put my blood to ace...
And I could feel...your lies...
That you like my eyes...
              ~leila
Oct 29 · 120
To be craved for love
Leila Oct 29
She died starving for love
                 ~leila
Oct 28 · 50
A writer written
Leila Oct 28
Only if she was every meant to be written that would be a suicidal letter
                                        ~leila
Leila Oct 27
He was the night and I was the day...
Somehow we managed to be a Twilight... when we met

He was the water and I was the fire
Somehow we took our breath away when we hugged

He was the artist and I was the poet
And somehow we were in LOVE
~leila
Oct 25 · 37
My pretty shadow
Leila Oct 25
It's just me and my pretty shadow...in my own little universe that I escape...
Drawing lines of my own...
Laughing endlessly...
My pretty shadow I write letters to...
I be with...in the other universe that we hug...
Love it through the darkness...
When it's night...and the sun fades till dawn...
You spark away...
And I meet you again in my dreams...where again it's always us...only us... drawing lines of our own...in another oh so parallel universe...
My pretty shadow...
~leila

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