Gypsy teeth gripped black roses
Dancing to Cohen;
Goodbye soaked our blue raincoats
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Gypsy teeth gripped black roses
Dancing to Cohen;
Goodbye soaked our blue raincoats
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🎭दो चेहरें हैं,दो लहज़े हैं मेरे...और हर सवाल के दो जवाब "एक मैं जो लिखती हूँ दूजा तुम जो जानते हो"!! 👑Queen Of My Own Thought❣ #MyBlogMyFeeling
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That last line is original and makes an interesting juxtaposition. How can goodbye soak anything, right? But it fits.
Thank you for your lovely comment. I love to play with the unpredictable, it keeps me ticking 🙂
Beautiful imagery
Thank you so much 🙂