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The Dream Doodler

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why and how the not- so felt but slowly chewing pains linger around a home Room--- home, home -> room. room, still not home, squeezed away colour from a tube, shapeless, useless :)) #random What do you and #darkro

why and how the not- so felt but slowly chewing pains linger around a home Room--- home, home -> room. room, still not home, squeezed away colour from a tube, shapeless, useless :)) #random What do you and #darkro

Satish Chandra

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मुझे वैसे ही देखो न जैसे पहली बार देखा था, जुल्फ़ों के पीछे से नज़रों में अपनी लपेटा था, भीने गेसुओं को ले अंगुलियों में धीरे से इश्क का रस निचोड़ा था, कैसे कहूँ क्या दास्ताँ थी वो एकतरफा जिसने तेरे जिस्म को मेरी रूह से जोड़ा था ।। मुझे वैसे ही देखो न जैसे पहली बार देखा था😍😍 #YQdidi #YQbaba #SattyShaayris

मुझे वैसे ही देखो न जैसे पहली बार देखा था, जुल्फ़ों के पीछे से नज़रों में अपनी लपेटा था, भीने गेसुओं को ले अंगुलियों में धीरे से इश्क का रस निचोड़ा था, कैसे कहूँ क्या दास्ताँ थी वो एकतरफा जिसने तेरे जिस्म को मेरी रूह से जोड़ा था ।। मुझे वैसे ही देखो न जैसे पहली बार देखा था😍😍 #YQdidi #YQbaba #SattyShaayris

CalmKazi

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ROUGH Creased, crumpled, wrinkled, squeezed, I saw them. Maybe they had, unearthly secrets, hidden details, lost numbers, stolen advice, drunken scribbles, life's musings or just undertakings. (Contd. in caption ...) ROUGH Creased, crumpled, wrinkled, squeezed, I saw them. Maybe they had, unearthly secrets, hidden details,

ROUGH Creased, crumpled, wrinkled, squeezed, I saw them. Maybe they had, unearthly secrets, hidden details, lost numbers, stolen advice, drunken scribbles, life's musings or just undertakings. (Contd. in caption ...) ROUGH Creased, crumpled, wrinkled, squeezed, I saw them. Maybe they had, unearthly secrets, hidden details,

Maria Hasjim

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CHICKEN FUEL SPICES RECIPES OF CHICKEN BUMBU PEDAS SWEET Spicy roasted chicken filling the menu Eating Chicken Recipe Bakar Kecap posts prev

CHICKEN FUEL SPICES RECIPES OF CHICKEN BUMBU PEDAS SWEET Spicy roasted chicken filling the menu Eating Chicken Recipe Bakar Kecap posts prev

Lipsa..👰

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Poetic phalanges Scattered on my skin, Your long fingers curled around my hot flesh to decipher it completely Just like a blind man touches the Braille script to gain detailed phonetic Information Poetic phalanges Scattered on my skin, Your long fingers curled around my hot flesh to decipher it completely Just like a blind man touc

Poetic phalanges Scattered on my skin, Your long fingers curled around my hot flesh to decipher it completely Just like a blind man touches the Braille script to gain detailed phonetic Information Poetic phalanges Scattered on my skin, Your long fingers curled around my hot flesh to decipher it completely Just like a blind man touc

Hemalatha G

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My words are trying to seek attention from you. I'm constantly lecturing them on how doltish it is to write about you. Maybe, it's I who needs to be chided first. I'm craving to write on everything you breathed life into. From the broken cookies to cornered trash cans. I want to tell this world, how I flew when you went past me. I want to remind myself, how I squeezed my pal's hand when you looked at me. I'm awful bonkers. I wish I could tell you not to touch these objects, because I want to love them for what they are; not since they bear your fingerprints. I want to tell you that you looked stunning in sleek black shirt rather than the white one. This is what I do. I end up weaving feckless pieces. Pieces, I'll despise to hate for they bear your references. I'm wondering if I'm depending upon your moves. I'm not, am I? My words are trying to seek attention from you. I'm constantly lecturing them on how doltish it is to write about you. Maybe, it's I who nee

My words are trying to seek attention from you. I'm constantly lecturing them on how doltish it is to write about you. Maybe, it's I who needs to be chided first. I'm craving to write on everything you breathed life into. From the broken cookies to cornered trash cans. I want to tell this world, how I flew when you went past me. I want to remind myself, how I squeezed my pal's hand when you looked at me. I'm awful bonkers. I wish I could tell you not to touch these objects, because I want to love them for what they are; not since they bear your fingerprints. I want to tell you that you looked stunning in sleek black shirt rather than the white one. This is what I do. I end up weaving feckless pieces. Pieces, I'll despise to hate for they bear your references. I'm wondering if I'm depending upon your moves. I'm not, am I? My words are trying to seek attention from you. I'm constantly lecturing them on how doltish it is to write about you. Maybe, it's I who nee

Simmi Singh

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I am your shooting star //Read in Caption// #yqbaba #yqpoetry #shootingstar #awish #fallenforyou #lovepoetry Once upon a wish I was shot in ambush Like a tear drop from an eye I fell

I am your shooting star //Read in Caption// #yqbaba #yqpoetry #shootingstar #awish #fallenforyou #lovepoetry Once upon a wish I was shot in ambush Like a tear drop from an eye I fell

Neerja

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"Yes!" (..in caption..) (Quote 770) While I remove my brassiere.. He asks me that.. "Yes!!" I replied.. Yes, touch me! Touch my lips with your fingers.. Measur

"Yes!" (..in caption..) (Quote 770) While I remove my brassiere.. He asks me that.. "Yes!!" I replied.. Yes, touch me! Touch my lips with your fingers.. Measur

marmalade ツ

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WHAT WOULD YOU WANT TO SMELL LIKE? I want to smell like, the orange peel squeezed to make eyes, wet, for then, sweet and sour, both should be my territories. \ caption \— % & WHAT WOULD YOU WANT TO SMELL LIKE? I want to smell like, the orange peel squeezed to make eyes wet, for then, sweet and sour,

WHAT WOULD YOU WANT TO SMELL LIKE? I want to smell like, the orange peel squeezed to make eyes, wet, for then, sweet and sour, both should be my territories. \ caption \— % & WHAT WOULD YOU WANT TO SMELL LIKE? I want to smell like, the orange peel squeezed to make eyes wet, for then, sweet and sour,