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Failing in love is overrated; over-hyped. I write Not because I am sad Not because I failed I wish to settle my poisons. I know my demons better now. I fell for no angel Which I fantasized as a teen. You are the black curves of smokes from cigarette. I try to inhale much of you And you tease me more. And after writing all these time All I remember is just two words -Try Again. I can **** any woman I want I will love you but **** her I will curse you and **** another I will hold onto you and Play with some other **** I did not fail you I just loved you. All this time My demons tried to find halo behind your horns And secretly I Whisper "Witch like she is all I need " Do not Giggle at me. For I write. My demons, They are so  over sympathised.
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Mar 28, 2014
Mar 28, 2014 at 11:51 AM UTC
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Failing in love is overrated; over-hyped. I write Not because I am sad Not because I failed I wish to settle my poisons. I know my demons better now. I fell for no angel Which I fantasized as a teen. You are the black curves of smokes from cigarette. I try to inhale much of you And you tease me more. And after writing all these time All I remember is just two words -Try Again. I can **** any woman I want I will love you but **** her I will curse you and **** another I will hold onto you and Play with some other **** I did not fail you I just loved you. All this time My demons tried to find halo behind your horns And secretly I Whisper "Witch like she is all I need " Do not Giggle at me. For I write. My demons, They are so  over sympathised.
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Nepalese
Mar 28, 2014
Mar 28, 2014 at 11:51 AM UTC
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