π—’π—―π—Ήπ—Άπ˜ƒπ—Άπ—Όπ—» 𝗼𝗳 π—§π—²π—²π—»π˜€ – Parveen

I see people sleepless …. Profound of haunting devouring you some getting for happiness sundry for obliterate awkwardness teens buffing in passion of deteriorate behalf of bringing unreality their days went up with fantasy
realm is unbelonging to them days of seeing moon hiding under clouds passed with their teens swinging over oblivion time is drowning over sea of ditch.. it ahead to flap your wings tied your wings trench of hell spines made for roses to preserve don’t agitate of those spines in your life make your life to bloom like rose to admirable for people who love you hiding spines is not way to endure you show your spines bloom like rose.

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