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Parkjimin..,,//kurdishstory
بینینی ئەم دیمەنەئازارم ئەدات..,من لە چـ دۆزەخێکم...لەبیرکردنی ئەمانە ئەستەمن..~من چیتر ناتوانم^^تکایە من ناتوانم بەردەوام بم^^ TB/"تەنها چەند بەشێکی کەمی تایبەتە بە "+18 ئەویشیان تا دوای ڕەمەزان پۆست ناکەم
"||هاوسەرگیری بەزۆر||"K.TH"
کورتەیەک لە چیڕۆکەکە⬇تای:من نامەوێ هاوسەرگیری لەگەڵ بکەمب.کیم:کوڕم لەو باشتر نادۆزیتەوەتای:باوکە تکایەب.کیم:هاوسەرگیری ئەکەی ناڕەزایشم ناوێتای:.......تای:هەر بەڕاست وابیر ئەکەی تەوە خۆشم بوێیمیا:بۆچی ئازارم ئەدەیتای:تۆ تەنها سۆزانیەکیمیا:لە دڵەوە خۆشم ویستیتای:بمبورە بەشیمانمتای:خۆشم ئەوێیئەم چیڕۆکە بیرۆکەی خۆمە هەمومافێکیدەگەڕێتەوە بۆخۆم..دەست پێک:6/1/2022کۆتای:نادیار....ژمارەی پارت:نادیار...
Beneath Broken Skies: Tales from the Desolate Room
Step into the heart of emotion, where the brushstrokes of a sad artist unveil a tragic love story in poetic hues. "Beneath Broken Skies: Tales from the Desolate Room" immerses you in a world where a soul, once vibrant, recounts its descent into despair through the eloquence of poetry.Within these pages, the artist lays bare the ruins of a life shattered by love, each poem a raw confession of passion turned to ashes. A woman, once adored, becomes the architect of his downfall, and as the ink flows, the artist unravels the threads of a love story gone awry.In a dance between despair and hope, this anthology captures the essence of a soul's journey through heartbreak, redemption, and the delicate artistry of survival. Allow the poignant verses to draw you into the desolate room where a life unfolded, inviting you to witness the pain and resilience that reside "Beneath Broken Skies."
°•The Kind Man And His Money•°
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Closer.
"So baby pull me closer in the backseat of your RoverThat I know you can't affordBite that tattoo on your shoulderPull the sheets right off the cornerOf the mattress that you stoleFrom your roommate back in BoulderWe ain't ever getting older"