IT'S JUST HARD

Princess Nice

I want to go back to a girl I used to be Collecting my broken pieces and made them together I am tired of putting fake smile and yet I am dying inside I want to go back to the type of a person I used to be A person who could tell herself "If I dont learn to slow down when there is a bumps ahead I will end up in an accident, so in life I need to shake off , stand up collect myself and get moving" It's so hard to tell myself such now

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FOREVER AND FOR ALWAYS LEARNING IN A HARD WAY New year MY HAPPINESS

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I Saw a Dream

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I saw a dream, and there were you, And there was coldness in your eyes. I wonder what a kind of true Made you become as cold as ice. And later I looked back to get a sense This empty glance was hellish call of past. It used to be a high and strong defense Against the world, the pain and me at last. You looked at me, and peering in your soul, I felt so lonely, as something vital died. And that is what I fear most of all - That nothing gentle will remain inside. Inside of you. Inside of me as well. And nothing will be said to farewell.

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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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