parcels i left on the porch
they got cold
but the names though inked
were smeared years back
be it christmas
but I untangle the air with heartfeltness
with warmth that makes me smile
not just a glitter pen exchanged box
charity is not on my doorstep
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THe RopE Of LiFe The rope of life ! The rope of life ! Walk carefully ! Walk carefully ! Not a step right, Not a step left, In...
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Broken(from a girl's perspective) I am sad I am broken from him for the rest of my life I am broken We were one soul The soul is ...
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