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I paint with my blood & wrapped in my soul.. Your are close me like my epidermis & endodermis. I can feel your warmth in portrait.. I can listen you Whispering from pink lips.. Your picture follows me sincerely in mood swings.... In night u shelters myShadow.. U are My true companion though u are an artefact.. U console me & kiss me in sorrows.. U are my real soul mate in solidarity... I paint with my blood & wrapped in my soul.. Your are close me like my epidermis & endodermis. I can feel your warmth in portrait.. I can l

I paint with my blood & wrapped in my soul.. Your are close me like my epidermis & endodermis. I can feel your warmth in portrait.. I can listen you Whispering from pink lips.. Your picture follows me sincerely in mood swings.... In night u shelters myShadow.. U are My true companion though u are an artefact.. U console me & kiss me in sorrows.. U are my real soul mate in solidarity... I paint with my blood & wrapped in my soul.. Your are close me like my epidermis & endodermis. I can feel your warmth in portrait.. I can l

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But he yells at the ceiling tying himself at his stretcher.. (Caption...) (Read caption...) I stood still there in the right corner of my room, And found myself screaming loud at the four walls around me, I shud

But he yells at the ceiling tying himself at his stretcher.. (Caption...) (Read caption...) I stood still there in the right corner of my room, And found myself screaming loud at the four walls around me, I shud

Surbhi Singh

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That day I had to calculate How much of my skin you ate How much did I actually wear And how many inches did you tear And you cut it in bits and pieces You broke it beyond repair That day I had no ointment To soothe the rashes The radiating, the glowing, The fair, the soft, it’s so unfair, It Turned into ashes That day I asked myself If I still owned my own skin After hours of cleansing, scrubbing exfoliating, and removing your sin That day I had no idea Which to which mile Was still mine Did your hands only touch the thighs Or did it reach my smile? That day I thought to peel Off my skin and pluck each and every yarn from the thread reel Of my skin That day I looked for clothes That covered whole of my body Each metre of epidermis To each centimetre of the cutis So that none of your friends And none of my enemies could again lay eyes on my feminine parts and not so feminine parts And every part that you tore apart. The blemishes? Or the acne scar? Or wait do I look too skiny? That day I didn’t care. You cut it into bits and pieces You broke it beyond repair. But you know what? That day was that day. As much as I thought about crawling out of my skin instead i lingered in. And now all I know is My skin is my own I am still all flesh and bone And look at all the pieces you’ve torn It’s My body, I still adorn. And to all the women and all my girls, who think there’s no repair, Let me tell you there is. All you have to do is take care. BEYOND REPAIR That day I had to calculate How much of my skin you ate How much did I actually wear And how many inches did you tear And yo

That day I had to calculate How much of my skin you ate How much did I actually wear And how many inches did you tear And you cut it in bits and pieces You broke it beyond repair That day I had no ointment To soothe the rashes The radiating, the glowing, The fair, the soft, it’s so unfair, It Turned into ashes That day I asked myself If I still owned my own skin After hours of cleansing, scrubbing exfoliating, and removing your sin That day I had no idea Which to which mile Was still mine Did your hands only touch the thighs Or did it reach my smile? That day I thought to peel Off my skin and pluck each and every yarn from the thread reel Of my skin That day I looked for clothes That covered whole of my body Each metre of epidermis To each centimetre of the cutis So that none of your friends And none of my enemies could again lay eyes on my feminine parts and not so feminine parts And every part that you tore apart. The blemishes? Or the acne scar? Or wait do I look too skiny? That day I didn’t care. You cut it into bits and pieces You broke it beyond repair. But you know what? That day was that day. As much as I thought about crawling out of my skin instead i lingered in. And now all I know is My skin is my own I am still all flesh and bone And look at all the pieces you’ve torn It’s My body, I still adorn. And to all the women and all my girls, who think there’s no repair, Let me tell you there is. All you have to do is take care. BEYOND REPAIR That day I had to calculate How much of my skin you ate How much did I actually wear And how many inches did you tear And yo

Shree

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The dues The dues 🦩🦩🦩 Some pain are not meant to be felt, discussed, said or explained. Nobody can! It just need to be endured, without breakin

The dues The dues 🦩🦩🦩 Some pain are not meant to be felt, discussed, said or explained. Nobody can! It just need to be endured, without breakin

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Searching the part of me in deep and dark I find what makes me no little boy who saw his ball merrily dancing, merrily bouncing I'm not a l

Searching the part of me in deep and dark I find what makes me no little boy who saw his ball merrily dancing, merrily bouncing I'm not a l