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Nayya Jun 2014
How do I get you off my mind,
when your memories are what I breathe?
Nayya May 2014
My bedroom is the most peaceful, and my all time favourite place.

Yeah, I am growing old.
Nayya May 2014
We have even died 'together'
in my imagination.
Nayya May 2014
You are my most precise definition of deception.
Nayya May 2014
Did you leave me,
because you wanted someone better to come in my life?
Nayya May 2014
Even the tick tock of my clock
reminds me of your heartbeat.
Nayya May 2014
You are not a 'want', you are a NEED.

And hence, I am in absolute poverty.
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