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Dead dreams She was just a maurderer Whose symphony was unsung Amongst the mountains capped with glaciers Melting like your heart in awe of that love Which u have kept as a secret under covers of its corner The growing plant, inside the earth, silently u water And its rooted deep, the same kind of excruciating, killing me softly kind of love!! And that strong wind, on the top of world When u lissen its buzzz, Feel it inside each pore of your windshiled, Same kind of thunder Claps around me every second Since after keeping this love, Like a sprouting bud Like a child in the womb making Likewise my love, u have evolved every corner of me in ur love!!!
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Aug 12, 2018
Aug 12, 2018 at 5:20 PM UTC
That kind of love!!
Dead dreams She was just a maurderer Whose symphony was unsung Amongst the mountains capped with glaciers Melting like your heart in awe of that love Which u have kept as a secret under covers of its corner The growing plant, inside the earth, silently u water And its rooted deep, the same kind of excruciating, killing me softly kind of love!! And that strong wind, on the top of world When u lissen its buzzz, Feel it inside each pore of your windshiled, Same kind of thunder Claps around me every second Since after keeping this love, Like a sprouting bud Like a child in the womb making Likewise my love, u have evolved every corner of me in ur love!!!
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Aug 12, 2018
Aug 12, 2018 at 5:20 PM UTC
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