Upon a joyful tragedy: For 365 Days
Sins forged at night Enemies ruled by sight A kingdom staged in reign A house fell in shame Pictured perfect frames Tears burned to flames With cruelty in their mitts They broke them bits by bits Hate, terror, and gain Was the blood flowing in their veins Whilst Beauty laid in deception Hatred bared with redemption Shattered like the glass Broken at first chance In a time worthy of thy name Was a love that grew only in pain...
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J. Allman
thank you❤️
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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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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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