Our love choked me
But I never puked it out
I always craved for your love
And I guess, I over ate
And now you are left with none of it
To give me none of it.
-Nupur Dua
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Devoted to the demons inside
PoetryMy demons were scraping the hell out of me, haunting my skull like never before. They didn't permit me to live, they screamed even more when I wanted to die. Sadness was all over me, adorning my heart's scars painfully. And very soon, darkness would...
