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Romali Arora Mar 2017
I like the way you giggle when we talk
When you slip your hands into mine through our walks
The blush on your face
The cheekiness in your smile
They way you pull me closer
Your emerald eyes meeting mine
I like the way you tickle me
Making me laugh till it hurts
The tears rolling down my eyes
A smile that's a gift of your love
I like the way you make my heart feel
Younger, livelier, skipping a beat
I love your embrace
That feels like home
Your stoic gaze
That becomes my sanctuary
But most of all
I love the smell of your skin against mine
The way you slowly arouse my senses
As our souls entwine...
I've loved him since the moment I laid my eyes on him. There was something innocently beautiful about his soul; the way he looked at me, the way he held my hand, the way he pulled me closer to him. There was something dangerously arousing about him. I knew I was playing with fire; but just for once, I was ready to get burnt.
Hidden Secrets Apr 2014
i feel as if i
Do this to myself
i feel as if i
dont deserve to be helped- silly feelings
arent they?
i try to distract myself
i try to forget the past
but some how- no matter
how bad i try- all that
comes to my mind is
"how soon can i die?"
however, i want to be happy
i want to invite you to my weeding and to
my baby's christening
i want to get better
but i want to slit
my wrists till i bleed
out- im a contradiction
a complete paradox...

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