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Ye makhmoor aankhein Jo badli hui hain Kabhi hum ne inke hain sadqay utaarey Kahin ab mulaqaat ho jaaye hum se Bacha kar nazar ko guzar jaaiyega
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Ye makhmoor aankhein Jo badli hui hain Kabhi hum ne inke hain sadqay utaarey Kahin ab mulaqaat ho jaaye hum se Bacha kar nazar ko guzar jaaiyega
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Its beginning to look a lot like Christmas ✨
chicxsoul
gorgeous theme!!!!✨
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Har Baat ka Koi Jawab Nahi Hota Har Ishq ka Naam Kharab Nahi Hotaa. Yoon to Jhoom Lete Hain Nashe me Peene Wale Magar Har Nashe ka Naam Sharab Nahi Hota. Khamosh Chehre Par Hazaron Pehre Hote Hain Hansti Aankhon Mein Bhi Zakham Gehre Hote Hain Jinse Aksar Rooth Jaate Hai Hum, Asal Me Unse Hi Rishte Gehre Hote Hain. Kisi ne khuda se dua mangi Dua mein usne khud ki maut mangi, Khuda ne kaha, maut to tuje de doon magar, Usse kya kahoon jisne teri zindagi ki dua mangi.
travist_
theme is so my type. sunshine and shadow. gorgeous! ✨
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It seems to me that when I die These words will be written on my stone Rest well, love. I’ll forever be your girl </3
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@fleurdelis- | I’m sad but I’m equal parts angry because he let his life slip away like it was nothing.
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fleurdelis-
@Feather_and_Fable oh god, truly. almost had a panic attack when i read the news. was even debating whether to tell you or not </3.
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I wanted to be born as a star but someone had a different idea. That's how I ended up as a street lamp. I die too soon and flicker too much. But yesterday I saw a moth trying to kiss me. It almost burned her. I have heard stars do not get this luxury.
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The Devil's got his eyes on me I've been through hell but I won't be deceived He'll walk around for hours But He knows He can't devour The Devil's got his eyes on me I've bled to tell you what your eyes don't see This story's getting louder And He knows that He's a coward
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One thing I'm sure Colborne will never understand is that I need language to live, like food—lexemes and morphemes and morsels of meaning nourish me with the knowledge that, yes, there is a word for this. Someone else has felt it before. //M.L. Rio, If We Were Villains