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Apr 2019
Say something sweet
Beautiful and blind
Caressing my heart
That wonders to fall
In to your arms

Sound melodies that harvest
Love for an angel
With broken wings that bled
Dreaming to fly back
To heaven

An unpleasant surprise
When it all stays the same
But you, leaving this mortal
Behind, lost and doomed.
To leave behind the loving heart is the most hurtful of all pain.
Mane Omsy
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Mane Omsy  25/M/Dubai
(25/M/Dubai)   
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     Jazeera, Phindeas Mirandah and Fecundeity
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