The Samurai
The Samurai, Who once held the sword with blood of millions was cursed to live inside his own sword Screaming for help, Screaming for mercy The faith he chose Wasn't that dignified as he thought Now the bloods on his sword Killing him from inside, without letting him die Killing him every second, without any mercy
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Rodney Kanher
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Woah .....woow
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Mehak Kapoor
Would you like to publish your content in book??
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Why?
I was alone. I am alone. I will be alone. But why People always lie? I can't hear it Every time! And then They try to come Back. And i Don't understand it. Why?
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وردةٌ قبِيحة
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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