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on some days when the moon is hiding behind a cloud I see you through its eyes and I feel your gaze upon me on those nights I find your smell lingering in the corners of my bed when I climb in they hug me until I fall asleep you may deny it wasn’t love…
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you were my drug the one I was bare without the one I couldn’t stop craving and even though I knew you were drowning me I held on to you like a ship does for anchor you were my drug the one I couldn’t live without the one couldn’t breathe without and even though you…
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you’re adrift barely breathing you’re sleeping but your ghosts are lurking although draped in slumber in your head you’re wide awake… For 4 am, is the hour to sire fresh dreams to leave behind all that couldn’t be… For 4 am, is a new bend those haunts need to rest the voices better wait they…
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the skies turned purple to pink the lilies rushed from buds to blooms the pale winds gathered words whispered love in the ears of bereaving dawns everywhere was lively everything was gay when I stopped waiting new dreams found their way under my roof in its dark dark room and lit was the heart that…
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Asha Seth 