[ صرخة الأمــــــاني ]

Like a bird sitting on ..

my heart and eating..

every thing nice..

selfish man..

nothing moves him..

Like a mountain ..

in his fixed..

in his pride..

in his vanity..

do not think that love is blind..

I guess we were seasons out of time..

I guess you did not know me..

Leave me alone and go …

I won't cry …

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