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let this haunting memories,
sails along my tainted soul,
because i could no longer steer,
in my own island.
We are the apprentice's of life
The owner of the sins
The fog hides the truth
Our path seems to blurry
But the ego creates the light

We have been fooled
Fooled
With the thoughts that us believed
Break through the brains, its pain
Yet.. we were enjoying it

We are just afraid
By the concept of the dark
The more we stay
The more it eats us
remember that when
your wavering soul
catches fire
for the second
or hundredth
time

when you call on me
once more
misery boiling over
a cascade of every
decision, you
never made

i will not be there
you are alone
Excess sugar in your body numbed you, not my excess love.
The smoke, not the fire,
Got in my eyes;
The idea, not my brain,
Lives on outside;
Our love, not the heart,
Allows us to thrive.
Long will we live
Long after we die.
I hope one day we will not have
to

h
   I
      d
         e
Her
Her breath is a cinnamon fragrance
eyes are like glowing emeralds
lips are caramel
she fills me

Her kiss puts my lethargy away
time remembers only what is real
for our bliss freezes this special moment

devotion is our journey
life - our destination
awakening to the senses
love's culmination
everything sparks when she's near
it's been a strange trip
trying to get to the point
where I know myself
 Mar 2021 Mohan Sardarshahari
Max
She said "I'm falling in love."

I said "I'm falling apart."
What's the difference?
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