

I glanced at the man sitting beside me.For a second,I got lost in the starry skies.I could see the bright future he had painted for
Her orbs were always bloodshot.In their depths hid suffering.In then flickered despair that even destiny couldn’t do away with.There was a dimness in them.One that
Rodgers omTHE RENEGE Sitting lonely in the large room It resembles a hall at the moment The echo of the flying bats and insects The
Make me erase The bitter sweet love One that left me chained One that left me desolate and vanishing Make me erase the pain When
Have taken an abjure Not to abscond task Although it is difficult To acclimate I won’t take it on a Ground of apocryphal Advices and
It finds me psychologically lostLost in the chains of emotionsEmotions that befuddles my worldWorld that has shuttered hopeHope of achieving the best in lifeLife that
Love that required accreditationWithout a loving concertation She had fallen short for the stereotypeAnd she made it clear that I wasn’t her typeShe wanted a
Love is like a ministryIt also resembles geometry Love has its branchesIt doesn’t need avalanches I can’t love you without lifeI am of the belief
Every moment, situation or timemy presence brings the dispersedtogetherMy sociable and social nature unites the broken in oneAnytime I appear among people whohad never related
Your missing rib; your future wife My love for you is sharper than knife My man, my trust in you is greater than veracity In