Wars because of your toxic words
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Wars in my chest Calling the doom to bring it roots Roots could be found Just when the heart starts its way to drop blood Lone in the night Hearing the sounds of my deepest teen memories Lot of my hands Lot of my finger tips Are bleeding so much more From the lies that you'd drop My real pain is here to make me fall Fall all apart till my skies get to be a cloud Rights and duties Lovers and enemies Heaven bring it melodies To my castle To my chest All over lone Calling for the doom Wicked all inside But my core is getting white Glasses had shattered The pictures of my life So dark it becomed Like a shallow rain Rain and wind had bring out my fear away Rain and poison were your empty root Toxic words Had poisonated all my rule I've became so dirty Till I have no right to look up Sorry Sorry Head up Of the story Grace had closed up all its doors
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Дозе с любовью))
Позитивна Морквинка ( &Не Мілашка ;)
Прошу не уходи , Ты луч ,что красит день всех Как тяжело так просто отпустить , Твой свет от шоколад творений Ты весела всегда ,поддержишь если грустно Всем здесь стала важна И в тоже время согреешь теплотою гнусно На аве так няшна с котейками мимишна , С улыбкою ясна й не будет так прывична ! Мне грустно без тебя , хорошая зайчуга !! Я ж буду так скучать за твоими стишками , Что даришь всем сполна С любовью й ораматом тепловой ласки :) Оть доброты твоей Сб стал радостью излучен :) Ведь многим принесла Частичку доброты с улыбочкой уюта лучик 🌹 (( 🍫✨🌹💕)) P.s: Посвященно Дозе с любовью от Морки 💕🍫))) ( Одна и единственная на Сб Шоко-котейка ,что поднимает настроение другим своим позитивным настроением 🍫💕)) https://www.surgebook.com/alievaelmira/blog/ejk3a46
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Question 1?/Вопрос 1?
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The girl that questions everything,is a girl that needs many answers.She wanders the earth trying to find the person that can answer her many queries.Everthing she writes has a hidden question that makes her heart ache and her head hurt.She spends days writing sad story's that she forgets her sad life.Shes in a painful story that never ends,she's in a story that writes itself.The pages in the book were filled ever so easy,because her heart wrote it for her.She spent her life being afraid,that's what made it so boring.Finding her passion was easy,but fulfilling it was the hardest part of all.Her writing may be boring and sad,but it's what keeps her sane. "She had all the questions in the word,and he had all the answers." Lillian xx
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