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Jun 5
His soul always finds mine.
He's the peace in the chaos.
He quiets the loudest painsΒ Β .
Touching my wounds with his whispers,
healing the scars of darkest shades.
Holding my cold hands with his warmth.
His heartbeats being the rhythm of my soul.
These lines on my palm having his name,
Our stars forever linked by each others claim.
With you the very essence of love is surpassed You were the first who will forever last.



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What it feels like idk but the thought of it makes me feel the beauty of the feelings.
rishita
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rishita  20/F/πŸ™
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