I am a poet alongside my talents among empty pages, placing words between each wholesome design which in the eyes of time will soon be a fortress of art without pigmented colors to define oneself. Those whose look away from the enchanted beauty that color is NOT the only thing we define as the elements of art.
- انضمMay 30, 2020
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Purposely, wine in my eyes
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My eyes covered in wine slightly burned but at the same time it's so sweet is your sweet face may I ever reg...