You.
Sleepy Ninth
What wanna I? Maybe can fly? And I see On the deep Your eyes. What is rise? And what the little mice Who listened your lies..? My dear, I believe... Where are you live? Where can I found you..? But there nothing new... You'll feel well, If I want to spell Your beautiful name Because it is the same. ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Honestly, I tried.
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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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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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