Diffuse Polarity

You are reason they say That I dance alone In the waters of trouble Solo dancer between the rail tracks Of negativity in locked words of thorns Resting on the bed of tounge Shattered by emotions But these memories are a curse In the prints of flashback This glass of trust has crumbled In the…

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Red Shirt

Why do I feel closer when I wear his shirt? It drowns my insecurities and makes me feel like his girl. Away from all the pain. It doesn’t fit me. Its very loose and comes down to my thighs. It is faded red in colour but not in memories. The smell of him has dried…

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