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Neither from the blood, Running in your veins, Nor from your, Documented Nationality. You are an Indian only, If you can give everything for it.
that soft, beautiful hair of yours through which my fingers ambled continually that shinning, glittery eyes of yours twinkling with that immense pure love
do you think the three a.m. sky became jealous of us that night? do you suppose that this is the reason the constellations drifted a little closer? closer? closer still?
I'm thinking can you acquire everything in this world. The answer is a no, but your hard work has to be overboard. Am glimpsing through the book of life, and I see "Life is Short".
"Je serai la lune de votre vie... Si vous serez mon soleil et étolies." She told me. "Puis nous allons fleurir les beaux pissenlits d'or." I reply kneeling on the floor.
Moon turns to meet the sun when the sky turns dark at night to begin to Change of power in the sky of the moon that looks like a big eye out of space.
The walk that made my face shack with happy in the eyes of children playing to gather with Joy for the furture to come.
Poems, books, words, and quotes you are the love that I have found in literature.
Is it possible, To love someone that doesn’t love you back? Is it possible, To forget and move on? To get with the saying “Life goes on?”
“I love you to the moon and back.” Did you know That it takes only three days To break out of gravity’s strong hold Rocket up past the waves of clouds out of the atmosphere
“Skies are blue inside of you” 90 “Don’t you wish you were free, Lenina?” 91
The walls of my retina are painted your image, Colored magnificently by your beautiful face, Your dimples, so simple yet eye captivating, Oh, I wish to kiss those juicy lips till eternity.
I have an obsession with quotes because other people are so much better than I am at putting my feeling into words.
If you were to harm me, slice me open, I think that a knife would be useless. Instead, rip up a thousand journals and use the edges, for nothing hurts more than a paper cut.
Feed a pigeon,Breed a rat.A survivor is born.One for one.
Are love stories wonderful or horrible i typed that on google the day it hurt you know back in the day i had love I hoped he'd say I love you
Through blurry eyes she views the beauty of the world, yet those who see clear see an abyss of nothing.
An escalation of emotion is not relevant in every situation you may face.
Like a bird with a harmed wing,
I don't lament the things I've done, I lament the things I didn't do when I had the chance.""being upbeat doesn't imply that everything is great. it implies that you've chosen you know where you want to go
What if I became a philosopher? Would it change me and open my mind? Will it teach me more than I have learned in high school? I long to understand the minds of many popular people
Poetic justice which Whispers in my thoughts Soft influence Leads me to my own conclusions No wrong answers Indiscernible meanings Inspirations- Lead me to always have Aspirations-
Click like if you spend hours click-clacking through psudo-inspirational quotes that have been made into FaceBook photos, Plastered over meaningless backdrops, tagged up for likes and shares no one really cares about.