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harris-b
harris-b
Islamabad, PK A business student, love for art and poetry. / Pashtun, from Pakistan.
He sees through her eyes, He knows whats behind, Every day every night.
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Jan 9, 2016
Jan 9, 2016 at 1:54 PM UTC
Every day every night
~~@~~ How many times I have to cry this ocean of tears from my eyes? How many times I have to smile just to hide these heartbreaking lies? Oh, beautiful tears from my eyes come on, roll down in quietude Beautiful drops like crystal clear keep my weeping in solitude Will there be beauty in yelling letting them know that I'm broken? I  want to keep my misery a thousand words be unspoken Beautiful tears, come hide with me just stay behind my loudest laugh Just let them know my victory A perfect beam in your behalf. ~~@~~
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Oct 30, 2015
Oct 30, 2015 at 4:27 PM UTC
Beautiful Tears
It's the breeze of Autumn, the colours of new fallen leaves. It's the first snowfall of Winter, the gentle fire keeping me warm. It's the rain of Spring, tapping on the window, singing it's song. It's the ocean of Summer, endless and calming.
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Oct 30, 2015
Oct 30, 2015 at 4:26 PM UTC
Her Love,
*Not of wax, was he made the hands of a perfect sculptor, proved the time that went by on 27th of the month.*
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Oct 30, 2015
Oct 30, 2015 at 4:23 PM UTC
Sculpture