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 Sep 2015 Ayesha Khan
Samantha
I'm not eye catching
I do not turn heads
I'm no more special than the next
For somebody else is always better
Prettier, smarter, stronger, wiser
That I would be moronic to believe
Anybody would stop to stare at me
I'm exceptionally ordinary
But then again
There is probably somebody
Who is better at that too
Uni got me like
 Aug 2015 Ayesha Khan
amt
Disease
 Aug 2015 Ayesha Khan
amt
You infuriate me to the point that I
Ball my hands into fiery fists,
And cry a Red Sea into my palms.
You're a ******* parasite,
A virus.
Hell, you're an epidemic;
Infectious.
 Aug 2015 Ayesha Khan
Maria Imran
He was writing me.

And then he decided
that he doesn't want to write me anymore.

So there I was left, hanging;
a rope tightened around my neck: forever choking,
and my feet dangling from the ceiling.

I didn't know what to do because I had no ending.
There were times
she felt
like his bad habit

    passionately
longed for,

quickly savored,

and then
carelessly crushed

beneath
the weight
of his world
Written June 26, 2015
Being in love with a paradox,
can be quite a ride.
A lesson in months,
Love in days,
Or it just loops the other way around.

It's never boring,
You have something to love,
Something to be disappointed of,
You have something to believe in other than the existence
Of a God.

You learn about strong will,
With the hard times and the downfalls of the relationship.
But yet,
You with your hard head,
In love with a paradox of feelings,
That is quite a fitting contradiction.
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