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Phool dena mohabbat nahi hai;

Phoolon ki tarah rakhna mohabbat hai

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I wish we were pressed flowers on the same page.

-Unknown

Ab ke ham bichhde to shayad kabhi khvabo me mile

jis tarah sukhe hue phuul kitabo me mile.

-Ahmed Faraz

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CW: hallucinations, derealization imagery, horror

I have fallen for a Ghost—, old and pure, haunting and cured. I have fallen for a ghost, she watches me.. Yes she watches me… her eyes white as the sun, they burn to look at but oh, how I would burn for them– I have fallen for a ghost she ruins my body and soul with vines and tales of who she once was– she holds me in my reflection her weight on my shoulders burden me like a void so empty, so free. She holds me in a cold embrace empty of any love– empty of a past. I’ve fallen for a ghost, in my head she haunts in my body she wanders– I wish to not, I wish to not– I have fallen for a ghost the relics of her body rots and she begs me to tell her just who that is… reeking in the dirt she screams “I am that of the air and dust” she yells ‘I am that sky your pupils so affectionately stare at’ she groans, she cries besides her own corpse and wonders just how she ha become so old, so ugly, so gray, her dress ripped her casket opened….

….Her casket opened. My hands, guilty, her casket opened, my shirt creased, her casket opened, my hands bleed, her casket opened, the graveyard screeching, her casket opened.

But she holds my hand, she holds my hand– I look into her eyes it burns, it burns, it burns… Like the sun without the chains of distance. I burn… passion she is passion she is love, affection, she is fire, she is… she is her ghost. Oh no… she is—

Oh. no. no, no, no, she is not. She moves like the mist in mountains—- she is not that of a corpse she is that of a spirit–

I feel dirty, dirty, tainted, coloured in guilt… the dirt on my palms, the maggots that eat away her flesh and her voice keeps whispering to me… she is telling me she loves me… yes— she loves me so much… but her corpse is so sickening… but she whispers and whispers in voices of my own past. Her incarnation is the ghost that I had fallen for but why must she— why must she ever scream at me why— I have fallen for a ghost. Her body like the oceans, her voice like the angels. I have dreams… many dreams, I have fallen for a ghost, not her– Oh, no, not her.

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We’re just one step away from achieving our goal—only $485 separates us from raising the $10000 needed to bring stability to our family. ���💞

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Heyy,uh so I did your quiz on uquiz i think about what I crave haha I saw it on pinterest n I just wanted to reach out yk?You seem like a nice and fun person so yeah

yes ofc my dms are open <3

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wo ishq thoda katarnak hai na?

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Batane ki baat nahi hai, Par... batane dogi kya?

Ishq bepanah hai tumse, Ek bar... jatane dogi kya?

Tum titli ho, pahad ho, Aasmaan ho mera.

Ek dibiya me, sindoor rakha hai mere pass.

Tum... lagane dogi kya? –Zakir Khan

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Hello my friends! 👋💓

The situation in Gaza is worsening day by day, and my family is still struggling in very tough conditions. 😔💔

I only have $223 left to reach the $9000 goal, and I hope to achieve it today. 🇵🇸😢

I sincerely thank everyone who has supported and stood by us during this time. 💗🍉

https://gofund.me/abbc2759

<3

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If I could put it into words.

If I could put it into words I would say that I want to chip the skin of my fingers not only till I see blood,but till I see my flesh.

I would say that I want to gouge my eyes and break my bones.

I would say that I want it all.

I want the world.

I could never have it.

I would say I'd experience the drug that is pain so addicting and freeing.

I'd say I'd want to help those like me.

I'd say I am not free but I wish others to be.

I am not kind, nor compassionate.

I would say that I no longer enjoy being brittle.

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Please, I beg for your love

OVER

AND

OVER

AND

OVER.

AGAIN

AND AGAIN

AND AGAIN.

I will NEVER get tired my love my skin craves yours.

My eyes burn red to be seen by your eyes.

Oh, so blind you are

How pure you are

Break me like sticks, I am fragile and torn.

Climb in my heart like vines, I am brittle and shallow.

But no more shall I hold this hurt.

As I bury your soul in the dirt, I can only hope that you'd stop rotting in my mind.

You reek of kindness.

It gags me.

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Do you want to hear a story?

When I was a child, I cut my nail off completely accidentally. It died, and my flesh laid open to the wind, something that i hadn't felt before. The blood on my finger was blue under my nail, it was cold, unpleasant, and painful. I could never forget the surprise i felt when I woke to find that i had hit my table fan's wings in my sleep. I did not yell, I did not scream, I walked to my mother, I told her, I sat and fainted for a couple seconds. Blood poured out my hand, reaching my wrist, then my elbow. Staining my white rags. Staining the white tiles.

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And there she laid before my eyes, as pure as the sun and as beautiful as flowers.

There she laid with her dresses and letters.

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Father?

Father why are you so cold?. For your body reeks of sickness, both your blood and mind. You kind man why have you gone cold? Father please for once do not tell me you love me, for once, let me let go of the grip I have on my lifeline. Father, please, let me go. I've only ever wanted for you to carry me like you once did, but this time, you must let me go.

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Lay in grass, touch your soul, the grass hides the filth of dirt, your soul is a mask for your filth that you hide in your mind.

Lay in grass

Touch your soul

Touch your mind

you're here no more

Do not explore

Do not explore

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Hunger.

Your stomach, it twists and turns wild,

pain

pain

pain

I, at no time found you to be so

hungry

hungry

so, so,

hungry.

Crave some

flesh

crave some

blood.

Replenish your

hunger

then feel once more.

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You're the sun of the world that spins and sings un-chantable songs in the mist that your ears can't quite catch; And I am the sea the turns and twists by your winds and your melodies, signing your land with each storm that you pull.