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💕love💕✍ī¸YASMIN HARMOUSH💕

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YASMIN HARMOUSH

💕 Love 💕

 I asked the night And magic. Where is that moon from me? I was amazed by his beauty He distracted me from all humanity. And I see him He blocks my view. What a sinnerHe is arrogant, And he turns a blind eye to me. I see qualities in hi m Wow, Wow, Wow. It made me mad. I don’t see anything like him. Of all people. He bears heavy burdens for me. And I am filled with passion. And he is distracted from me. It’s messing with my nerves. Busy. Be patient and seek reward, oh soul. May he change, And he rises a little.. a little I told him I complained about myself The intensity of my dreams I brought my heartbeat closer to him I have no cure Except my loneliness, My question, And the tear of separation For God’s sake Say: “I love you” And I am jealous of you And in my heart from you. Meteors of fire. And longing for you. Explosion bolt. It was not a day of revelation. With love, humiliation. Or dye..

YASMIN HARMOUSH.

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