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Nothing ever happens to me.
I happen to it.

I don't have regrets.
They have me.

I'm not in love.
I am it.
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I'm not  pied crested Cuckoo of alienation
Who is no more say" I love you"
The Season has not Struck me
You Say it is Spring
That not anymore troubled me

I'm to be indifferent, aloof
Drunk with your prayer
I'm the instrument of pain
Who don't have any principle of mounting

I go, but don't go
I Come, Comeback
Even don't comeback again
Like a Child who always straight
But Sometimes bend as like a bow

I want you
In Existence,
In Bone marrow,
In the Red blood cells of blood

I am defeated
Want you after defeat
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@Musfiq us shaleheen
spring that not troubled me
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I'm having beer for breakfast
& you're nowhere around
freed a completed checklist
of my spine spiraling down
I'm queen
I'll eat you legless
your knuckles form my crown
through your deep breathing down
your knees become my necklace
and I'm pushing through your sounds  
it's the bed that's shaking now
but you feel it in the ground
your sweat has met the sheets
and through your bones
I feel you now
between our breaths
we're chest to chest
I fumble through your brown
with every strand tied in my hand
and both your lips against my mouth
Walk with me through winter darkness.
Snow creaking under soles of shoes,
Stars like dust on window glass.
I gave you my glove

So you wouldn't feel cold on the hand
Holding mine.
You smile from heart to soul,
Walking with me through winter darkness.

Who needs daylight?
Any ghost would recognize love
And leave us to our sweetest selves,
Walking together through winter darkness.

Walk with me.
We have years to match
Our
Paces.
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