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1.You're simply amazing that it becomes impossible to use complex words to truly portray your beauty since no amount of words in the world could ever define you.

2.Wewe ni ajabu tu kwamba inakuwa vigumu kutumia maneno tata kwa kweli kuonyesha uzuri wako tangu hakuna kiasi cha maneno katika dunia inaweza milele kufafanua wewe
  
3.Jy is net amazing dat dit onmoontlik komplekse woorde te gebruik om jou skoonheid werklik uitbeeld aangesien daar geen bedrag van woorde in die wêreld ooit kon jy definieer.

4.   Vous êtes tout simplement incroyable qu'il devient impossible d'utiliser mots complexes à véritablement représenter votre beauté puisque aucune quantité de mots dans le monde ne pourrait jamais définir vous.

5. È semplicemente incredibile che rende impossibile utilizzare complesse parole per davvero rappresentare la tua bellezza poiché non quantità di parole nel mondo potrà mai definire .

6.   es simplemente increíble que resulta imposible utilizar palabras complejas para verdaderamente retratar su belleza ya que ninguna cantidad de palabras en el mundo nunca te podría definir.

7.    Είστε απλά καταπληκτική ώστε να καθίσταται αδύνατη η χρήση σύνθετων λέξεων με πραγματικά απεικονιστεί ομορφιάς σας δεδομένου ότι κανένα ποσό των λέξεων στον κόσμο θα μπορούσε να καθορίσει ποτέ σας.


So if words couldn't possibly be enough then perhaps if I write it in another language it would be enough, but unfortunately it isn't. Words no matter how I put them out its simply not enough.
You're Adored greatly,  
You're simply Amazing.
And I thought you deserve to know.
You must know
Bohemian heart
Wanderlust and happy
Knows no boundaries
Idiosyncrasies that wins hearts
Spreading love and happiness
This world’s an oyster
For the wanderlust heart
I have this compass
That points me to your love
North, South, East, or West
Wouldn't be enough
To lead me through this jungle
To point me straight to you
I have this compass
I'm never going to lose

I have this compass
On which I've inscribed your name
If ever it is that I lose sight
It shows me the way
Straight to your beating heart
Is all this compass does
I have this compass
That points me to your love
children of the darkness,
listen in
you pretend that it doesn't
bother you,
but we know that you're just
concealing it,
from the prying eyes which
stare profusely,
through the dying light into
your own.

and you shake with the anticipation
of another
shot of alcohol dripping down your
aching throats,
numbing the pain of freshly broken
hearts.
and instead of screaming helplessly
at skies
of crimson, you watch the tears stream
down your cheeks.
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