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Himanshi Dhyani

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My soul was anchored, Still that wasn't the death of me. As i Saw your grinning face as the chains clicked... That became the death of me! #tarnishedheart

My soul was anchored, Still that wasn't the death of me. As i Saw your grinning face as the chains clicked... That became the death of me! #tarnishedheart

Waqquas Khan

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The color may have faded of the ring but a simple glimpse of it still holds the power to polish my tarnished memories and feelings for you!! #tarnished #memories #brokenheart #yqbaba #yqdidi

The color may have faded of the ring but a simple glimpse of it still holds the power to polish my tarnished memories and feelings for you!! #tarnished #memories #brokenheart #yqbaba #yqdidi

Sanjana Kumar

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We're so perfectly tarnished.. Let's not get sorted.. Let's not get found and let's just lose ourselves in the delusion of the million colours.. Let's paint ourselves in the same old, yet new kaleidoscope.. Let's concentrate on being perfectly tarnished.. #yqbaba #yqtales #yqquotes #yqpowrimo #perform #lost #thecoldair Perfectly tarnished.

We're so perfectly tarnished.. Let's not get sorted.. Let's not get found and let's just lose ourselves in the delusion of the million colours.. Let's paint ourselves in the same old, yet new kaleidoscope.. Let's concentrate on being perfectly tarnished.. #yqbaba #yqtales #yqquotes #yqpowrimo #perform #lost #thecoldair Perfectly tarnished.

tanya wadhwa

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#OpenPoetry k mere Jism ki bhook thi use jisko usne pyar ka naam diya , jaane anjaane jism hi nhi meri rooh ko raund diya... He tarnished not only my body but also my soul

#OpenPoetry k mere Jism ki bhook thi use jisko usne pyar ka naam diya , jaane anjaane jism hi nhi meri rooh ko raund diya... He tarnished not only my body but also my soul

Diwa

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I'll find you in the pockets of discarded history-- Growing grasping roots and perforating thorns. I'll pull you out, forcefully, And savor the vermeil spread of your faults. I'll relish the wretched, wanton wailing That shall befall us both, As I obliterate the love that has spurred me Into this ineluctable malevolence. Sometimes, I'd yearn for your demise and mine That I'd forge elaborate schemes To release me from your addictive memories; Yet, on lonesome moments, I succumb to the commiserating world Of anarchic slumber and permissive inanity; Thereby, permitting vacuoles of regret to creep Into each instance of enforced indifference. "Tarnished" I'll find you in the pockets of discarded history-- Growing grasping roots and perforating thorns. I'll pull you out, forcefull

I'll find you in the pockets of discarded history-- Growing grasping roots and perforating thorns. I'll pull you out, forcefully, And savor the vermeil spread of your faults. I'll relish the wretched, wanton wailing That shall befall us both, As I obliterate the love that has spurred me Into this ineluctable malevolence. Sometimes, I'd yearn for your demise and mine That I'd forge elaborate schemes To release me from your addictive memories; Yet, on lonesome moments, I succumb to the commiserating world Of anarchic slumber and permissive inanity; Thereby, permitting vacuoles of regret to creep Into each instance of enforced indifference. "Tarnished" I'll find you in the pockets of discarded history-- Growing grasping roots and perforating thorns. I'll pull you out, forcefull

Mon🎼oon Nayak🥀

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//FAVORITE THINGS// (A love for almost everything) *Do read the caption!!* Morning coffee The day that is rainy House wrapped in vine Money which is mine The way birds fly And a cloudy sky

//FAVORITE THINGS// (A love for almost everything) *Do read the caption!!* Morning coffee The day that is rainy House wrapped in vine Money which is mine The way birds fly And a cloudy sky

marmalade ツ

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willing~— % & Rubbing my neck, a black residue deposits on my palms, in the form of an old lady's static hair in thunder- the ones that are few yet ain't

willing~— % & Rubbing my neck, a black residue deposits on my palms, in the form of an old lady's static hair in thunder- the ones that are few yet ain't

Darshan Blon

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Snowfall (A short story) From that day onwards I never heard him complaining about "Not Snowing" again. Complete piece in Caption.... "It's been a crazy Long Time since it last snowed" said my Grandpa rubbing his palms. "Yes Dadu, as you can see: Darjeeling our Queen of Hil

Snowfall (A short story) From that day onwards I never heard him complaining about "Not Snowing" again. Complete piece in Caption.... "It's been a crazy Long Time since it last snowed" said my Grandpa rubbing his palms. "Yes Dadu, as you can see: Darjeeling our Queen of Hil

Zumi

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#Day24 // I'm a Poem // I'm a poem- yes, I'm a poem. An ugly poem who thought it was alluring. An ordinary poem who thought it was a masterpiece. //Caption Day24 // I'm a Poem // Once upon a time, A poem was a loner, A solivagant wanderer, A believer in meliorism,

#Day24 // I'm a Poem // I'm a poem- yes, I'm a poem. An ugly poem who thought it was alluring. An ordinary poem who thought it was a masterpiece. //Caption Day24 // I'm a Poem // Once upon a time, A poem was a loner, A solivagant wanderer, A believer in meliorism,

Ramona Singh

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Look me in the mouth. "Look me in the mouth" I shake you again and again, "Look me in my mouth," Don't you know what you did tarnished my eyes and I witnessed f

Look me in the mouth. "Look me in the mouth" I shake you again and again, "Look me in my mouth," Don't you know what you did tarnished my eyes and I witnessed f