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cravings, heart break, life, love, poem, Poetry, spilled ink, thoughts, words
I craved for her eloquent lips to be pressed against mine
I craved for her cold body to brush against mine
I craved to see her enchanting smile
I craved to see the look in her eyes
I craved for my stolen heart which lay in pieces safe with her
But maybe i didnt really crave for her at all
Maybe i just craved to find and love myself again
– Aks
The Poetic Syndrome 
I m surprised.. that i m the first one to comment on this beutiful piece here..😊
We love people for a reason…
That is…
To love ourselves…
Ur words r good…but reading between them is even better
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Thank you so much for the lovely comment and appreciation!! This one was probably waiting for a long time just for you to be the first one to stop by and comment 😉
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Well…well thats so sweet of u…😊
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