this is something more than everything i have

this is something more than everything i have

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WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Wed, Nov 21, 2018<5 mins
This is something more clear in the mirror than in reality to be seen by naked eyes without wearing any dream on, This is something more pink than the res blood ruining my eyesight, This is something more precious than the road stones placed along the edges and screaming for their fate to be so hard, This is something more worthy than a tear drop dripped from the ocean sleeping inside the eyes, This is something more beautiful than the night turning on and off while days are staring them hiding in the curtains to welcome a shooting star that may fulfill her desires, This is something more sensitive than mirror to be easily shattered into pieces and let your feet to walk on the broken pieces while trying to sew your own broken image dancing in the reflectionsof these broken silvers, This is something more clear in the reality than in mirror,just hug my heart at once, You will realize, This is something more powerful than the thousands of cages in this world lining around the powers, This is something more strong to hold your love forever than the mortal roots of plants . . . 🌸M.Usman
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