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another year of pretending  that we're some lovers like autumn.  Another day goes by. and here we're now. writing dreadful songs on each other, like spring.  . . . . . . . Song suggestion: love is a Laserquest by Artic monkeys (terribly underrated tbh)

another year of pretending  that we're some lovers like autumn.  Another day goes by. and here we're now. writing dreadful songs on each other, like spring.  . . . . . . . Song suggestion: love is a Laserquest by Artic monkeys (terribly underrated tbh)

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far away, distant angels casting its shadow. sirens melding the night in empty breath, again. Darlin', I'm into you, tonight. And I barely know how to 𝘦 𝘴 𝘤 𝘢 𝘱 𝘦. . . . . . . . .

far away, distant angels casting its shadow. sirens melding the night in empty breath, again. Darlin', I'm into you, tonight. And I barely know how to 𝘦 𝘴 𝘤 𝘢 𝘱 𝘦. . . . . . . . .

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a song for you •captioned• Wami! You're so cold. Dead saints on red floor. Have you killed them? Your sanity too? cold rooms, empty lungs. your tears, flow of agony carried on your shoulders.

a song for you •captioned• Wami! You're so cold. Dead saints on red floor. Have you killed them? Your sanity too? cold rooms, empty lungs. your tears, flow of agony carried on your shoulders.

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sad pen •captioned• Alarms crushing on marked roads, ought to remember her. having these lover's feeling 'Cause lately I'm. Crawling touches of her fading under hollowed out piano. I need her

sad pen •captioned• Alarms crushing on marked roads, ought to remember her. having these lover's feeling 'Cause lately I'm. Crawling touches of her fading under hollowed out piano. I need her

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. . . . Song suggestion:- 'Diamonds' by Sam Smith🎾 Bg: I clicked📸 #wami_diary

. . . . Song suggestion:- 'Diamonds' by Sam Smith🎾 Bg: I clicked📸 #wami_diary

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about everything •Captioned• • I hold whole winter inside my chest. • I no more complain about people's departure. • She was like time, never waited for me. • Why don't they look me through my eyes?

about everything •Captioned• • I hold whole winter inside my chest. • I no more complain about people's departure. • She was like time, never waited for me. • Why don't they look me through my eyes?

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for you. //Caption.— % & For whom, have you still kept all the memories? For whom, have you never broken your old rhythm? Giving rise to painful poetry beneath your skin. Pouring sun's wrath in your naked eyes. Incising your own throat by acidic sorrow. Shaping mountains of regrets on your flaws.

for you. //Caption.— % & For whom, have you still kept all the memories? For whom, have you never broken your old rhythm? Giving rise to painful poetry beneath your skin. Pouring sun's wrath in your naked eyes. Incising your own throat by acidic sorrow. Shaping mountains of regrets on your flaws.

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Two drops of tear. One on pillow, alive. Another inside the grave, dead.— % & . . . . . Tire qaid khana ne kuch aisa hashr kiya Ke humse humari azadi bhula di.

Two drops of tear. One on pillow, alive. Another inside the grave, dead.— % & . . . . . Tire qaid khana ne kuch aisa hashr kiya Ke humse humari azadi bhula di.

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There are so many sadness in my cupboard, I am confused which one to wear today.— % & Yess. That one. #wami_diary #letters_from_grave

There are so many sadness in my cupboard, I am confused which one to wear today.— % & Yess. That one. #wami_diary #letters_from_grave

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Paper plane //Caption. A week ago, My sister and I were blethering when ether was black. Suddenly, she asked me “Dada, what is star?” I thought to answer her

Paper plane //Caption. A week ago, My sister and I were blethering when ether was black. Suddenly, she asked me “Dada, what is star?” I thought to answer her