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Nonpareil love: My love for her lavishes on me every moment, but my longing of reciprocation of love resided in me only for a stint of time, As I would be the last person on the planet that she wants to love or reply, She remembers me only when she forgets everything, I am glad that I exist at her boredom..... At least she would fill her moments of ennui with one-word replies for me, Her reply is oft rare, and the rare is rapacious, But my unremitting love never ceases to fantasize her replies, Only to sentient one-word replies or blank replies with the awaiting eyes, schizophrenic mind and destitute sound, And this sheer life is to her to resonant with her stoic silence, It takes one lifetime to understand and love someone completely... So let me disintegrate from this life only after understanding her silence and only after my love transcends into eternity, and only after when my love sprawls into her silence, Even her one word replies rove me rapturously rattling into the rustic mountains of verdurous life and ravine rocks....
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Sep 9, 2014
Sep 9, 2014 at 11:35 AM UTC
nonpareil love
Nonpareil love: My love for her lavishes on me every moment, but my longing of reciprocation of love resided in me only for a stint of time, As I would be the last person on the planet that she wants to love or reply, She remembers me only when she forgets everything, I am glad that I exist at her boredom..... At least she would fill her moments of ennui with one-word replies for me, Her reply is oft rare, and the rare is rapacious, But my unremitting love never ceases to fantasize her replies, Only to sentient one-word replies or blank replies with the awaiting eyes, schizophrenic mind and destitute sound, And this sheer life is to her to resonant with her stoic silence, It takes one lifetime to understand and love someone completely... So let me disintegrate from this life only after understanding her silence and only after my love transcends into eternity, and only after when my love sprawls into her silence, Even her one word replies rove me rapturously rattling into the rustic mountains of verdurous life and ravine rocks....
vamsi-sai-mohan
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Sep 9, 2014
Sep 9, 2014 at 11:35 AM UTC
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