بسْمِ ٱللَّٰهِ ٱلرَّحْمَٰنِ ٱلرَّحِيمِ
In The Name Of Allah, The Most Beneficent, The Most Merciful
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❝ I Had Closed off all avenues to Your grace,
But then, I found myself at her doorstep, seeking solace and peace.
And what an astonishment that You made her to heal and renew Me,
So with gentle care, she led me back to You. ❞
- W A L I Y A H
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He languidly leans against the railing with his arms crossed in front of his chest, observing a magnificent portrait of all of them standing together, along with the title of their second album, 'Two'.
His eyes roam over to his picture, and then his gaze shifts to her. A pair of coffee-colored gleaming eyes and a perfect smile, he concludes. But now, all that remains is a set of dull eyes and a gloom over her face. And to his surprise, she hides it all in a perfect façade, deceiving the world.
A humorless smile adorns his face as he lowers his head. Has he not done the same, so what's the difference?
"These pictures don't do justice to my real beauty. Verguenza." Ivan rubs his jaw and looks at the portrait distastefully while approaching him. "I swear, I look more handsome in person."
(shame)
"You think? He sardonically laughs, "This portrait is nothing but a deceivement."
"Well, of course, it is duh." The Spanish boy looks at him, "We have to be role models in the eyes of the public. Good voice and a kind smile on our faces even if, in reality, it is nothing but a lie. Did you forget the rules, mi amigo?" Ivan asks him incredulously, with a tinge of sarcasm lying in it.
(my friend)
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- W A L I Y A H
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The Artist And The Atheist
Spiritual❝ I Had Closed off all avenues to Your grace, But then, I found myself at her doorstep, seeking solace and pace. And what an astonishment that You made her to heal and renew Me, So with gentle care, she led me back to You. ❞ -extended summary inside-
