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Folks, in the world on seeking three things.
Then it depends on who they are.

Some seeking love.
Some seeking happiness.
While others seeking joy?

The love of embracing another.
Sharing it with others.

Some seeks happiness of life.
Going the distance to create it.
Then others want more

Similar to seeking the days of a weather change to fit your day.

Call it love, happiness and joy.
All three are wonderful.
I am left yearning to drown,
When smothered in your love.
Breath, breath is optional,
I live off of your love.

Addiction, obsession, craving,
Need, you are need,
So I repeat the same words back to you,
Drown me.
Joy is but so fast
Pain is but so very slow
Yet I cling to slow
To be human is

To create
To think
To laugh

To cry
To love
To hate

To have opinions
To have feelings
To have identity

I don't think I'm human.

Rather, an artificial mimic.
A failure of a person.
An insult to humanity.

Nothing Nothing Nothing.
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I write from a thin line in the air, with a gun under my chin

Every step I’ve ever taken has been monumental, in ways and for reasons inexplicable

I often wonder if others feel the same.
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i follow pain everywhere she wants to take me
she reveals a cosmos in a tear,
the layers of time kept together by the vitality of light.
silences rest in between our dreams
the clouds are enough for the wind
branches enough for the birds
love is holding its antonyms with gentleness
i follow pain into the camera obscura of hope
wars are trapped in the flash of words without flesh.
the lament in the loops of time, so much
Me!
Hacking me
Blocking me
Questioning me
Ignoring me
Hijacking me
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All hub in me
What about you?
                               - Amisha priya
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Birds fly
So do I--
Lifted by your hands.
Paper *****,
Wrestled falls,
Laughter with no end.

Scars earned,
Lessons learned,
Gearing me for life.
Always here,
Support clear,
Pillar of my life.
He gives so much it feels like I'll never be able to repay him. One day when I get a stable job, I wanna get him a motorbike =))

Happy fathers day!
(Yes I am a say late T.T)
You looked at him...
Is the way I wished you'd see me,
yet I stood still for a silent memory.

Each step your took...
So my heart withdrew,
Fo I watching you love him,
the way I love you.
I hate this feeling, not you
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