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Samah Khan

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As if we never were...

Come, lay by me and find my hands In the dark between the warm bedding- The window is dark, the shades dimly aglow The sun is at ascent (or it might be setting) .

Hundredth Death

This time when I leave there will be bells tolling, The reaper will walk with sad weeping women in dark shades This instance my death will be one too many times

Depression

I feel the cold on this summer's day as only i can; for the chill is in my bones and as the drafty air whispers through my room while the colors bursting through my window

Without You [warning: might be a little TOO romantic :)]

Without you, the mundane morning clattering of the maid’s cutlery, Is naught but senseless noise; with you, it is music- Without you, the biting summer sun in all its glory is barely more

The Fear of Fear

Fear is not what I am afraid of. True, it is a frightful thing to fear; But the fear of fearing fear is overwhelming Especially when its form becomes sheer

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