Her.
Shanice Mitchell
Her love is all I need. Her touch is all I want. Her smile is all I see. Her . Her love is dieing . Her touch is fading. Her smile is gone. And she is torn I'm the reason that she is gone. 1999 she died 19 years. I'm dieing on the Inside.
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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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