Life, Olivia, Veracities.. Ephemeral

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It’s utterly silent to be alone-
With no reason to laugh or celebrate.
When all that speaks is your silence,
You wish there was someone who loved you..
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I could have stopped at that-
Letting my readers romance;
But you give what you have,
I have never felt, how it is to be loved.
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Nights are spent worrying about the next,
Anticipating what’s more in store ..
When all that you do is stay insecure!!
There’s no room left in your thoughts for Love.
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Friends maybe plenty- only by the word;
Blood- Relations only curdling your veins.
All you have is You around- alone,
You grow out of others and out of Love.
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Being in perfect state of vacuum-
My veracities keep me grounded firm.
I wonder if at all I am a human,
Since I no more at all long to be loved.
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I have collected plenty of stances-
Both sad and ugly..
I have experienced all the emotions
But One- that what is Love.
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My In- Mind Whirls Writes

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