My Name Is Sabrina (By- Ameera )
“When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has been o...
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“When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has been o...
In the mirror , I try to find, a broken heart, an image of mine, neither it reflects, nor it shines, dark it is, like my mind, In the b...
My soul has been through the eternal shredder of time and pain but that isn't enough,right now my heart is sipping the coldest of miser...
Last night, the forlorn angel took me into its mighty wings of agony and flew me to the paradise of sufferings. I smelled the flowers o...