The berry may look blacker,
The juice may taste sweeter
The root may go deeper,
But your love is always a ladder
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My own dagger is stabbing me
Right from behind and I can't retreat
Confiding in ye, gave mew harmony
Why did thou betrayed my belief?
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I wanna be your voice
I wanna be the delicate part of you
Pampered and laid down to sleep with a trumpet of lullaby
I wanna be that love figure sighted from among the moon
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Dear Jannah, I'm still a sinner
Despite my struggle, my sins kept growing larger
It was a single sin that caused my parents to lose thy smell
How do I thee with a sin of shrapnel
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Show me rivers of colour that I may immerse myself
Scarlet be my name if I submerged in red
Ain't no colour that can modify my honour
When blood is red, rose may also look the same
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I'm above your ankle, beneath your soul
Bigger than pumpkin and can fit no bowl
Strike, even when you dislike
Because for you, I place my head on spike
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Violence is expressed in me
The way I gaze, I do with inquisition
I stare till you become aware
This is my genuine emblem
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A pearl wrapped and cuddled up in its shell
Like a shiny crystal diamond rested on a cotton bed
A peri that resembles the rose flower
Looking all cheered up from the inner tower
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Definition Of Love
The berry may look blacker,
The juice may taste sweeter
The root may go deeper,
But your love is always a ladder
That I climb to reach the tower
Of duty, honour and diligence
To snatch and grab the power
To manipulate people in universe
Cry me a river, cry me an ocean
Walk past my soul and stir up my emotion
If love has wing then I say it's illusion
If you say forever, I'll say it's delusion
Today I rest my head on
The shoulder of the dense
Soul of a warrior
Who slew and bleed in defense
Got me stressed up in sorrow
Now, I need a heart to borrow
Not dark, lost and hollow
But pure, guided and mellow
Take my heart, take mah soul
My heart is racing and palpitates
Hold my hand and don't let go
My heart is shaking and vibrates
Tis not love when ye forgives not
Forgiveness they say, is a player on love's court
Spare me the idea of being in the cooking pot
And face the reality of having me for your new thought