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Dictionary of obscure sorrows(for lack of a better word/world)

Joined January 2008
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@exurbius
furqaan
a month ago
Cold/mess(heart is a mess) - cover Share if you like πŸ’€
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@exurbius
furqaan
10 hours ago
I'm carrying on with the existence of an old man, who spent his youth in wars and rest of the days battling his thoughts. You can't offer me anything new, I have tasted everything, the poison and the nectar. I enjoy it all, the excellence and the dread, the beauty and terror.
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@exurbius
furqaan
17 hours ago
In case I don't have your affection, don't banish me out with your hate. How about we keep it unbiased and neutral and head out in our different directions?
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@exurbius
furqaan
a month ago
But if you still believe in leaving. All the leisures, leaving people, places and everything else. And venturing into a new future, with new options to confuse you. Becoming and changing, unaware, and unknown. A spectre among men. Then leave... Run... And don't look back...
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@exurbius
furqaan
a month ago
So why are you running, now that the cage has eaten you with its rust, why are you not satisfied. You wanted this. You retain this. Didn't you ask to be profoundly relished? Didn't you ask to be the center of attention? Didn't you? Didn't you?
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@exurbius
furqaan
a month ago
You were left in the background, apprehend by guilt and possibly alone. There is no other version of you in which you don't ask for this, you asked for this every day and every night. You danced into the arms of strangers, you survived there as an echo.
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@exurbius
furqaan
a month ago
Until the writings on the wall lost their opacity. You wanted all of this to transpire, you worked for it, but you never relished any version of yourself without the world chanting your name. Well the world only ceased for a moment, then kicked off and kept moving.
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@exurbius
furqaan
a month ago
You wanted the world to hoist you up on its shoulders, call you the golden boy. You thought you deserved the apperception, you wrapped yourself in the blanket of your ink, inscribed letters to strangers, survived their struggles but you never had the valiancy to help yourself.
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@exurbius
furqaan
a month ago
A truly free state would be the one where everyone has the freedom to be evil.
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@exurbius
furqaan
a month ago
There is a riot in my heart.
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@exurbius
furqaan
a month ago
The break up between Mufti Menk and Kashmiris is proof that online relationships don't last long.
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@exurbius
furqaan
a month ago
Greatest writers are those who never published a single page.
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@exurbius
furqaan
a month ago
Humrahi - Atif Aslam I tried... πŸ’€
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@exurbius
furqaan
a month ago
In memory, the world is perfect.
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@exurbius
furqaan
a month ago
I have unnatural faith in life, like the last leaf on an autumn tree.
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@exurbius
furqaan
a month ago
My heart has been pierced by cupid once. Now I search for that winged bastard, to have my vengeance.
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@exurbius
furqaan
a month ago
A slower heart rate, fewer worries and a calmer texture of life. Maybe I'm here to thrive in this nothingness as nothing. As an anomaly or some other unidentified human emotion yet to be named. An unknown reason of existence, a fruitless experience or as an exurbius.
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@exurbius
furqaan
a month ago
But lately I've been thinking about a different purpose, a purpose without a purpose. I know, it sounds quite meaningless and less profound. But there in lies the thick of it. I don't have to have something profound. Maybe a simple jubilant future is enough.
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@exurbius
furqaan
a month ago
Lately I have been thinking a lot which is often no surprise to those who know me. I have been thinking of a purpose, and before that, a purpose to me was something grand, some glory,or just to be noticed. Such cheap dreams were my dearest ones.
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@exurbius
furqaan
a month ago
On a scale of 1 to 10, my pain is human. You can't quantify my pain. You can't visualize it, feel it. It's eternal, it's balmy, it's my humble abode. I shall wrap myself around my pain, like a murderous veil. And one day, if my body breaks into wings of freedom, I will fly away.
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