Happiness
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Happiness

Sometimes the happiest moments in our lives are just good music A drive, a conversation with an old friend Hot chocolate while it rains. Nature, as it unfolds before your eyes. It’s lying on your back watching the sky Some silence, Soft, dreamlike moments that come and slip away Leaving us stunned, unable to describe how we feel.
Reminiscing Through Hot Chocolate
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Reminiscing Through Hot Chocolate

By Natasha Effendy // the first sip. this cup of hot chocolate fills my belly and mouth with an inevitable warmth, making me feel so at home. the second sip. suddenly burns me with nostalgia, reminding me of the first time i saw you in that cafe, drinking hot chocolate.
Alive
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Alive

When the hollow depth within you Bursts into millions of flames You’re awakened by your being A heart thumping so fast You feel alive Gasping for breath To know nothing can be A better feeling than this...
Rainbow Colours; monochrome skins
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Rainbow Colours; monochrome skins

Red is – the flush of your cheeks the autumn leaf in your hair the smudge of lipstick on your lips Orange is – the colour of the sunset against your skin the fruit you love so the fence of your father’s house
60 Seconds
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60 Seconds

i feel his breath blossom within the radius of my flushed skin as his facial features near mine… my body and nerves stiffen, ready for what’s to come next.
My 3 Muses
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My 3 Muses

Love Why take away the life that lies on your very hands When all life has to offer is a mystery waiting to unravel and surprise you at every turn Laughs that could make your stomach ache Cries which swallows up your chest Moments that makes the time stop Shoulders that show you are not alone Love is so beautiful and life is filled with it All you have got to do is choose Choose to see love alone in life
Leaving the Nest
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Leaving the Nest

Written by: Alexandra Goh   I see her standing in front of the mirror combing her long straight hair, And I am hardly able to believe that the day has…