"A heart so naive was hers, catastrophically spellbound by his.She was caged by a delusion, unfortunately conceited by her own feelings.
"Oh his words are such I've never heard", how deft was it of him.
His likewise beautified was word play, it was a game of his every other day."
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His words were such that could uneven your breath as nervousness will creep up your skin, flush your cheeks, perturb your thoughts, and your senses will seek him only.Know that deft he was, if only she had had not. Just know, the kinds of her is a game of his every other day.
A little regarding Mimi Gül's journey in
> THE DISMANTLE OF HIS KINGDOM
by Niqabi_Secrets
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HABITS OF POETS. (Poetry)
Poesía| POETRY | ROMANCE | MUSLIMLOVE | -------------------------- most impressive rankings {HOT LIST} 5(rank) #poet 10(rank) #poetry ------------------------- You are enveloped in guilt poet, so you ink words, so short and too little. You attemp...