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  • veloc1ty_ 1d

    Blackh♡le

    Every day was a struggle for me, I
    tried not to fall for you more than
    how much I'd already fallen. But I
    gave up coz you kept pulling me
    into u like a blackhole, slowly as u
    kept devouring every bit of me as I
    watched myself in despair, how
    my own atoms stopped belonging
    to me.They slowly began to belong
    to you. I guess I'm all yours now :)
    ©veloc1ty_

  • veloc1ty_ 1d

    The best thing about you is that you're very different, and ofcourse, in a good sense. You're different than anyone I know, and it would be near impossible for me to find someone else who's just like you. Well, unless I take a look in the mirror but I'm still not as perfect as you. I might be just an illustration of how you'd look like if you had any imperfections. Yeah baby, you're that perfect!

    Talking to you is genuinely my favourite part of the day. It's what I wake up for and it's why I have trouble sleeping. This is too cliche, but my day literally begins with you and also ends just with you. But it's still not enough for me, whatever time I get to spend with you. It isn't enough for me and it never will be. I seriously wish we had more than 24 hours in a day.

    I know I'm an addict but the high you leave me with is just on another level. It stands higher than any other addictions I've tried :)
    Now, I don't smoke or drink or take any drugs FYI, but I can relate to what the drunks or the stoners feel coz I'm experiencing both of that when I'm with you. Best of both worlds :)
    Poetry and music are the addictions I normally indulge myself in, and it gets me very high, but writing for you or listening music with you just adds another degree of high to it. Tell me, are you made up of Hennessy and LSD?

    Now, by this time, I don't know how much luck I'm left with, but I feel like I've used all of it just by finding you. And I'm not even mad about it, you're worth every bit of it. And If there's any luck left for me, I'd use it to keep you forever with me :)
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  • veloc1ty_ 2d

    Re(post/peat) xD

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    Repeat

    If you were a song,
    I'd put you on repeat
    for hours, repeat the
    same thing the next day,
    and the day after that,
    basically till the day
    I lose my ability to hear.
    ©veloc1ty_

  • veloc1ty_ 4d

    You've always been my sweet little sister here on mirakee, well not always sweet.
    A little annoying most of the times, but that's how sisters are right? 80% of the time, they annoy you and then you annoy them back, and I've been excellent at that. I don't think anyone annoys you as much as I do. The 20% of the time you have been sweet to me, and the combined 100% of the time, you've been there for me, cared for me.
    I never felt the void of not having a sister :)

    l could never forget the late night rants we had, writing stupid posts and tagging each other in them, creating a mess in the comment section and repeating it again after we deleted them one by one. I even remember the one where I posted a pic of an ape and tagged you in it. I clearly won that banter.
    Although those posts were temporary, the memories of the good time we had are permanent. Fun times.

    I've also seen you grow into a beautiful writer, from writing cute one liners to writing amazing big ones. You did surprise me with that and I'm very proud of you, not that I wasn't before. But now I have competition, little sister's all grown up!

    I can't fathom your obsession for Charlie Puth and his songs. C'mon, there are better singers out there :D
    I know you are mad at me right now for saying that, and that's exactly what I wanted. :D
    But since you like him so much, here's a little something for you,

    "I'm only one call away
    I'll be there to save the day
    Superman got nothing on me
    I'm only one call away

    Call me, if you need a friend
    I just wanna give you love
    Come on, come on, come on
    Reaching out to you, so take a chance

    No matter where you go
    You know you're not alone

    I'm only one call away
    I'll be there to save the day
    Superman got nothing on me
    I'm only one call away"

    A very Happy birthday anu :) ����
    @tengoku

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  • veloc1ty_ 4d

    (Song)uine

    Hold my hand so tight,
    and let's grasp on to
    these moments tonight!
    So the only thing we
    remember about these
    wretched times,
    will be the nights we spent
    in happiness, listening to
    romantic songs and
    relating to each & every line.
    ©veloc1ty_

  • veloc1ty_ 5d

    *TRIGGER WARNING*

    A �������� is a confined wall of 4 which manages to keep the freak inside, away from the world so pure.

    A �������� is where you can bleed without any interruption.
    You wait patiently for the reaper to arrive, as you sit down in that cute tub of yours filled with warm colorless liquid, you play your favorite melancholy song, you open the fresh pack of razor blades that you bought from walmart for 6$ and you go to town with it.
    The crimson fluid slowly starts to spread around you, floating hues of red immersing with the warm water that makes your exit seem less painful.
    You lay back resting your head against the end of the tub, and start to reminisce the memories when life was kind to you, you let out a smile thinking about your childhood, the countless smiles you had mesh into a big one this time, combined happiness but ephemeral.
    coz then the moments that led you to this, start to wind up around your head, the fights, the crying
    spoiling your mood again so you cut open another set of blades in anger.
    This time, three in each hand, tucked between your fingers as you cosplay wolverine.
    Both hands gently slide the blades across their opposite ones making a beautiful mess.
    I guess that is why we call them helping hands.
    More red starts to gush out as you come to your senses, the anxiety starts to fade away and you feel like backing out.
    You try to hush yourself convincing that the help will arrive soon, in just a few minutes.
    but you end up lying to yourself,
    and you snap to the thought of that.
    You start to lose your cool, your breath, your strength and your blood but still the help fails to arrive.
    You end up drowning in your own mess, helpless, depaired.
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  • veloc1ty_ 5d

    reposting an old shayri xd

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    Baatein

    baatein hoti rehti hai uske sath
    magar sirf hasseen raato me
    aati hai woh mujhe milne roz
    magar sirf mere kwaabo me
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  • veloc1ty_ 1w

    the pain that holds
    you captive is also
    a prisoner of my
    sanguine thoughts.
    As it ornates our
    love with vantablack,
    our hearts start
    to get darker overtime,
    down to their very fibre
    but when the bliss
    starts to spread in ,
    the corners where
    the bleakness rests,
    the darkness that was
    painted upon us
    starts to fade away.
    like a dying star or
    the memories of
    your haunting past

    the light shines
    within exposing
    the harsh wounds,
    that were brought upon you
    but the past is where
    all the problems rest
    and we have come
    a long way now, there's
    foolishness in looking back
    or counting your further steps
    it will only hurt more
    than what it actually did.

    seeing that we still have
    a mountain to climb,
    the trek starts to look
    impossible, my friend.
    so take joy in every short
    victory, every successful
    step that you took, every
    moment you survived,
    every moment you felt great,
    and keep in mind
    that it actually counts,
    towards the win that waits
    for you inevitably, in the end.
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  • veloc1ty_ 1w

    old poem
    reposting
    #temp

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    That girl

    She wasn't born a fighter,
    circumstances made her to be
    Though she ain't that old,
    she's much stronger than me
    She has suffered a lot,
    Thrice as more than I ever have
    But she's a survivor,
    her trophies are her battlescars
    She's too young to be going through that pain
    This isn't what life was supposed to be
    But after a hurricane, comes a rainbow
    Hang in there lady, you will be set free!
    ©veloc1ty_

  • veloc1ty_ 1w

    theres a heavy dispute
    between these two,
    one's my heart and
    the other's my brain,
    and they're debating
    heavily over you,
    the one that rules in
    your favour also dies
    to the silence of you.
    the other one that questions
    you, is unaware of the
    existence of emotions,
    but how could that be true?

    so we talk it out,
    in the figures
    of (pro)se and cons,
    smart,
    beautiful,
    interesting,
    clingy,
    ah shes a keeper,
    the heart speaks his heart out,
    but the mind manages to
    formulate only one con now
    he leans over you,
    goes around your ears
    and says in a discreet voice
    "i could never get enough of you."
    ©veloc1ty_

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