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paresh Gohil

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love quote ©paresh Gohil nice message by my female friend

love quote ©paresh Gohil nice message by my female friend

Hari

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Books are the real friends. They do not show fake faces and they only show their real face. ©Hari Book as a friend

Books are the real friends. They do not show fake faces and they only show their real face. ©Hari Book as a friend

seema PainuliRaturi

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White samjhdar itni to hun ki jhut pakad leti hu, pagal bhi itne hun ki fir bhi hr kisi par vishwash kr leti hun ...apne hai apne hai kehkar log bohut chot dete hai ho sake to muhhse dur raho bohut dur .....kisi se koi matlab nhi mujhe na tum log rkhne ka.dikhawa karo qki mtlb to tumko bhi nhi hi ©seema PainuliRaturi #depressed

White samjhdar itni to hun ki jhut pakad leti hu, pagal bhi itne hun ki fir bhi hr kisi par vishwash kr leti hun ...apne hai apne hai kehkar log bohut chot dete hai ho sake to muhhse dur raho bohut dur .....kisi se koi matlab nhi mujhe na tum log rkhne ka.dikhawa karo qki mtlb to tumko bhi nhi hi ©seema PainuliRaturi #depressed

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White She doesn't torment me with regret, She simply seeks to acquaint me with reality. My pain is made with gentle hands, That seek to remind me of my own fragility, It flows like ether within my cusk, And makes me aware of my retched mortality. My sorrow is a gentle breeze, In the morbid silence of a lonely night, It gently tugs my stringless kite, And drives my broken wings to flight. ©KhaultiSyahi #Couple #khaultisyahi #my #mentalHealth #iam #depressed #mentalsickness and #me #MyPoetry #mypoems me as a 😶‍🌫️depressed Poet ✍️

White She doesn't torment me with regret, She simply seeks to acquaint me with reality. My pain is made with gentle hands, That seek to remind me of my own fragility, It flows like ether within my cusk, And makes me aware of my retched mortality. My sorrow is a gentle breeze, In the morbid silence of a lonely night, It gently tugs my stringless kite, And drives my broken wings to flight. ©KhaultiSyahi #Couple #khaultisyahi #my #mentalHealth #iam #depressed #mentalsickness and #me #MyPoetry #mypoems me as a 😶‍🌫️depressed Poet ✍️