The Phantom
His fingers were known for its given pleasure, His eyes were known for seeking closure, And his lips were his golden treasure, Yet all this was an illusion. His fingers caused destruction, His eyes were a lion's roar, And the words from his lips were his sword. -PjS
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Rodney Kanher
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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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