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Lover on Death Bed

Nov 18, 2024
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Updated: Jul 16, 2025

By Tavisha


When I first had your sight i thought we would just be mates 

Living in mere moments to tangle us in the threads of each other's pain 

Shedding every tear in your arms 

You becoming the pages of my  poetries ,confessions , sketches and arts

Now i stand here with my beating heart in my hands 

Shutting your ears and 

Narrating sentences of love that can never be understood or defined  

A story the world will know but from you I'll hide 

Till death comes at my door 

And i request her to let me see you for one last time


By Tavisha

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