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If loving your fragrance is bad..
Yes I am the worst girl ever..!!

If locking your soul to mine is a sin..
Yes I am the cruelest sinner ever..!!

If a chill runs down my throat on your name..
Yes I would love to shiver forever..!!

If being busy in your thoughts is sitting idle..
yes I would love to be unemployed forever..!!

If looking at the cutest face forever is tiring..
Yes I would love my eyes being tired forever..!!

If holding your hand forever is possessiveness..
Yes I would love to be called an adhesive forever..!!

If I could protect you from the eyes of others..
Yes I would hide you in my ***** forever..!!

If you could allow me to be in you..
YES I WOULD DISAPPEAR FROM THE WORLD..FOREVER!!!
If only you could understand.. i could explain my feelings.. FOREVER!
Would You Be Willing To Love Me,
If You Had To Hold My Broken Bones?
Would You Dare To Love Me,
Even If The Truth Is Cold As Stone?
Would You Be Willing To Hold Me,
If You Knew My Secrets?
Would You Be Willing To Stay,
Even Though He Didn't?
 Mar 2013 Akarshi Mehrotra
Marian
The rain drips pitter patter,
On this bitter cold and rainy night,
Drip drip Pitter Patter;
And this evening there were no sunsets bright.

Heaven's tears washing my window,
It's so cosy inside and so I write,
Tomorrow there on the ground will be snow;
Sparkling with the morning light.

But tonight-. . .

Pitter
Patter


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*~Marian­~
 Mar 2013 Akarshi Mehrotra
Marian
Off to my haven I go,
To read my precious books,
While from the clouds falls snow;
And while I read I see how the landscape looks.

Sometimes I go there to cry,
And find much needed comfort there,
And when I get bored and I heave a sigh;
I go to my haven and sunshine once more pervades the air.

**~Marian~
So many follow me
don't they

realise

I'm lost

too!
 Feb 2013 Akarshi Mehrotra
Marian
Leaves floating down carried in the breeze
Sunrays on the autumn path
Leaves with sparkling dewdrops
Are jewelry to the tree branches
Winds howl and growl at Night
And make me shiver underneath my warm comforter
Brittle leaves from last year’s autumn
Rustle in the crying wind
And I snuggle deeper underneath my blankets
Roses are no longer blooming for it is now autumn
And all the roses are now
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*~Marian~
 Feb 2013 Akarshi Mehrotra
Marian
We love you, Madi!
Happy birthday to you, dear,
I love you so much!

*~Marian~
Happy Birthday, Madi!! <3 I hope it is the best you ever had EVER!!!!!!! <3<3
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