one day when someone says love's name it won't sound so obscene to me one day when i see the colour of your eyes in another my own won't well with tears someday love will be beautiful again soon...

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Hi there, My name is Evah Preye. I'm from Ahoda South, Rivers State, Nigeria. Currently, I live in Uyo(Nigeria) with my parents and two sisters. I'm average in height, dark in complexion. I have deep a

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If my future path were so determine As I take steps to consider to where I've been To where I belong Each moment becomes Another line of silent songs... My tune has played Within breaths and bellows Tempos

Hi there, My name is Evah Preye. I'm from Ahoda South, Rivers State, Nigeria. Currently, I live in Uyo(Nigeria) with my parents and two sisters. I'm average in height, dark in complexion. I have deep a

I'll kiss my worries goodby and welcome the strength to face my fears I'm no more running away from its hunting shadow comforting fires of despair while I burn in hopeless ecstasy expecting the unexpected

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source Everyone's got stories But what makes your story count as one Is your ability to step up And not only be someone's reason To fight through each battle But also be the reason Why they still have

source The Truth wins occasionally, not always It leaves marks of itself here and there And only someone who is intelligent and attentive notices it minuteness The reward for the boldness of tracing those

Here is my entry into the NDJT episode 2 a contest by @mimy. Using steepshot is wonderful, you too could try it. HERE ARE THE QUESTIONS. Q: At what age did you have your first kiss? A: At 18 at the movies

image “I’m terrified of your kisses. Of your touch. I’m terrified of the warmth of your heart, of your love. I’m terrified of the good times we share. I’m terrified that one day, I’ll long for your touch.

photo credit I once knew a man who played the piano but was tone-deaf. The man would spread out his sheet music before him and begin plunking along. The notes sounded OK, but the music lacked heart, because

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Love is breathing together and apart. It’s colliding next to one another at night, sharing your ordinary day, and it’s also about having your own friends and hobbies and days. Love is being so, so beautiful

photo credit “When you date a person with depression, here’s what you need to know: they are the toughest survivors. Everyday is a struggle for them, a war. But they still get out of bed every morning

She couldn't by Athena make sense of what she was saying. There was no sense, there was no wisdom! "Marius would be here soon, maybe he'd make sense of what you're saying." She told the woman

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