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![[185] Cloudy Nights/ Starry Nights](https://rahulgaurblog.files.wordpress.com/2018/08/185.jpg?w=720)
Cold breeze from the beach touches upon the memory from our final conversation I find sand in my pants from that cloudy night I hold it again but it slips away again This time I clean away the dust collected My mind survives its own ruin sometimes I put my ear to the shell from that [...]
![[184] When I See You](https://rahulgaurblog.files.wordpress.com/2018/08/184.jpg?w=720)
lo-fi summer chill in your summer house feet entangled feelings entangled but it doesn’t matter in your summer house everything is rosy down here sun shines in your summer house but it doesn’t hurt like it used to maybe its because we’re alone together now there is no room for darkness around here even the [...]
![[183] Falling Into Space](https://rahulgaurblog.files.wordpress.com/2018/08/183.jpg?w=600)
The sky is cracking The air feels so distant We're flying into space There's nothing around us that makes us feel normal we're all we are for each other I can see the universe in your eyes Time is stretching beside us and it cries I'd like for you to be on my side forevermore [...]
![[182] Privilege](https://rahulgaurblog.files.wordpress.com/2018/08/img_8697.jpg?w=720)
My small comforting bubble bursts with the onset of responsibility I was walking against the traffic before Now i am the traffic i used to curse I was invisible with no chance of discovery Now i am invisible with no wish to be discovered Still In the comfort of the car The falling rain blurs [...]
![[181] Mass Hysteria of Truth](https://rahulgaurblog.files.wordpress.com/2018/08/181.jpg?w=720)
The loneliest thing in the world is to search for the truth in everything and anything. Ask any conscious artist the question, "what is good art?", and most of them will answer "it's the pursuit of truth". No one will ever say "it's when you get to the truth" because no one ever gets to [...]
![[180] Present Plight](https://rahulgaurblog.files.wordpress.com/2018/08/180.jpg?w=720)
Sometimes when the rain comes I ask myself Was i wrong to love you? Is this waning self-confidence worth your little display of affection Is knowing that you are mine only sometimes worth hurting myself all the time? I'm almost close to the answer it lingers in a thought between the past and the future [...]
![[179] Flashes Before I Died](https://rahulgaurblog.files.wordpress.com/2018/08/179.jpg?w=720)
This is my thinly veiled autobiography Sirens whirling around me Is this the end people talk about? where your life flashes before you where the moments you hold sacred reminds you of your ignorance towards them This is my thinly veiled autobiography No one is breathing around me It's the kind of death we wish [...]
