💗 history of the heart
MY FLOWERS CRY poetry
" flowers poetry ginabot"
Frozen in silence
Dew
The grass is no longer prostration
This morning
Tears rolling gradually
Falling scattered about
This afternoon
So I sent the rainbow from the horizon
West in order to illuminate the heart
Thy
Sand
The waves passed
The soul is longing
Crying passed
From the eyelid of your eye
When the full moon passes Cloud
In the sky billowing longing
Cloudy will pass to be
Bile
Down is my body with you
Your world is my world
The silence of one's romance
Demanded happily within
one thousand and one long
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I work not for rewards - I stand by myself!
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Successful greeting driven optimistic !!!