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کھانا کھانے، اُڑنے، دنیا دیکھنے

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What can fill the void in your soul?

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They were 90 and were living out their days
On the West-side of the city next to where they got engaged
They had pictures on the walls of all the memories that they'd made
And though life was never easy, they were thankful that they stayed
With each other, and though some times were hard
Even when she made him angry, he would never break her heart
No, they didn't have the money to afford a fancy car
But they never had to travel 'cause they'd never be apart
Even at the end
Their love was stronger than
The day that they first met
They'd say
The world's not perfect, but it's not that bad
If we got each other, and that's all we have
I will be your lover, and I'll hold your hand
You should know I'll be there for you.

GUMRAAH
 

اپنی آوارہ مزاجی کو نیا نام نہ دو

GUMRAAH
 

"One of the sayings of the prophets which the people have got, is. 'If you do not feel ashamed, then do whatever you like."
~ Sahih Bukhari 3483

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Patience have it's limits.

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Bitchuation: situation that forces you to act like a bitch

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I swallow my vomit as bullet rain down around me
Mommy daddy were wrong
and I can't deny the numbers any longer
you kept praying, haven't you?
Watering fake flowers
and laughing together
we devoted our love to a corpse
As the sheep breath,
I want to burn that stupid picture book
I lit my body on fire
Maddening? Aren't they? My screams? They're telling you to live.

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Slowly slowly, little by little, it all starts to fade, shutting off the sensory neurons.

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slightly dying but perfectly aligned

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I'll break out of this labyrinth of sanity right now toward an inverted contrast.

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An eternally sleeping paradigm
has devoured my core, eroding me
Now let me open the scar
when I touch the virus that melts in
my instincts are exposed
Grew up in lonliness
In a broken reality
I inject black into the rainbow and take flight

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Hidden noise, wet with nector of red flowers, creeps into my chest and asks, "you want to be reborn, don't you?"

GUMRAAH
 

Family is not about blood.

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Dying to be a dead body

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Rewriting one's own memories

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Journey from worshipper to disbeliever.

GUMRAAH
 

Who needs power when you can have peace.