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The bed again, stiff and warm The ceiling fan, Dusty and locked to a single speed, Just enough to keep me cool, As the blankets warm me up, my spine, And a few discs that prolapsed, As I tried my best to relax, Only to chase down my thoughts Bringing me down, I’ll rise Only to wreck these games That my mind is playing with my body and soul, Only to win this battle of chasing time with money fame with persistence luck with courage, by looking beyond all that, and just looking at you, the love of my life, my constant, my everything, you never give up, you never say no, and here we are, in this crammed up apartment by the sea, powering through these days like adults, paying bills, paying rent, saving money, buying furniture, paying emi’s , living, surviving, fighting, counting every single penny, and yet I can smile, when I look at you, for all that might not be there in my life at the moment, ain’t worth thinking about, for I have you, and that’s all I need, for the world is mine when I see the world through your eyes.
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Feb 17, 2017
Feb 17, 2017 at 6:51 AM UTC
The World Is Mine
The bed again, stiff and warm The ceiling fan, Dusty and locked to a single speed, Just enough to keep me cool, As the blankets warm me up, my spine, And a few discs that prolapsed, As I tried my best to relax, Only to chase down my thoughts Bringing me down, I’ll rise Only to wreck these games That my mind is playing with my body and soul, Only to win this battle of chasing time with money fame with persistence luck with courage, by looking beyond all that, and just looking at you, the love of my life, my constant, my everything, you never give up, you never say no, and here we are, in this crammed up apartment by the sea, powering through these days like adults, paying bills, paying rent, saving money, buying furniture, paying emi’s , living, surviving, fighting, counting every single penny, and yet I can smile, when I look at you, for all that might not be there in my life at the moment, ain’t worth thinking about, for I have you, and that’s all I need, for the world is mine when I see the world through your eyes.
arjun-raj
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Feb 17, 2017
Feb 17, 2017 at 6:51 AM UTC
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