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Ma
Simran Nov 2015
Ma
I carry my mother’s words like a prayer
I memorise them like a mantra
Because when people don’t speak words do
her Words are thicker than water
Simran Nov 2015
I want to be said beautiful
But it shouldn't be uttered by the cursive of your lips
I want to be seen as ****
But never by the lust in your eyes
I want to be intellegent
But not identified by your lack of brain cells
I want to be known by my self
Untwisted
Unfolded
By
**Me.
Simran Nov 2015
My heart laid stagnant
My heart laid strong
yet I will still be independent
and not fazed by your tempting song

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