saturday morning
Kendrick
Saturday Morning with nowhere to go I made you breakfast  You know that slight burnt toast. You said it was your favorite And smiled with ever crunch  And that's how knew.. that I love you. And I don't think  The angels know  that you slipped away  And if God finds out That would surely explain, the rain. On a Sautrday mornin.
2018-08-29 07:15:06
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deadone
Who ever the in the poem is ... she is really luck to have, brother.
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Soft kiri
Amazing! I hope I have as beautiful as a Saturday as her!
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2018-08-29 10:29:23
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تُومِي.
و مَا الّذي يجعلُ مصطلحُ الوردة قبِيحة؟ -مَا الّذي تنتظرهُ من وردةٍ واجهت ريَاح عاتية ؛ وتُربة قَاحلة و بتلَاتٍ منهَا قَد ترَاخت أرضًا ، مَا الّذي ستصبحهُ برأيك؟
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