Poems from zari.

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Poetry is an art, not just words written on a sheet of paper.
I only know love for its worst. Heartbreaks. Tears. False Hope. But the passion of her kiss tenders my heart, making it soft, like warm...
Wherever love takes me, I hope it's somewhere nice and cozy, And it makes me feel like that's where I ought to be; That my heart would be...
I make about one percent of Earth's population, formed as a speck, a brown speck, like dirt, striving to feed myself to prevent starvation...
I fantasize. About you and I, together forever more and past eternity. You and I, and I .. I am falling so deep in love with you. So deep...
She wonders. Her soul yells, screams, and then whispers. Whispers, haunting the speech of disapproval. She stands alone in a circle of...

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