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And what part of me will begin To forget you first; the sudden Pains that shoot to my bruised palms As I think of you in the cover of the dark, Or the invisible hand Clutching at my heart, as it knocks against its savage cage, Or my still swollen lips As they remember the touch of your gentle fingertips?Sreesha Divakaran
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Vanity remains a feeble weapon The delusional wearer of it considers herself strongSreesha Divakaran
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In that moment, hell may have ascended, Or heaven may have descended only to save me and prove, What I carry is an exaggerated memory of an imagined beautiful love. This love is tainted with treachery; it will be my doom.Sreesha Divakaran
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You don't fade from within my mind; it's a flaw That I dwell on each moment, cling to you Like smoke escaping my fingers while the candles burn them rawSreesha Divakaran
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I pour blood on my naiveté, your apathy, and your betrayal tonight.Sreesha Divakaran
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No, I don't miss you... Not in a way that one is missed. But I think of you. Sometimes.In the way that one might think of the summer sunshine On a winter night...Sreesha Divakaran