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Relinquish

Jan 6, 2025
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Updated: Jul 11, 2025

By Deeshita Ghoshal


I would not mind a devil's eye on me,

If it means I get to have you eternally.

I would burn for you in the depths of hell,

If it means I get to be with you when you fell.

I would sell my soul for whatever it's worth,

If it means I get to fulfil your heart's dearth.

I would let my breath vaporize in the air,

And let my body grow cold,

Only if it means I get to warm yours,

And feel your heart intertwined with mine,

In a heavenly hold.


By Deeshita Ghoshal







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