[نسرين الأحمد]

A PASSER BY

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No heart Could Love you, With Your Long eyelashes

Except the One which trembles as Soon as it remembers You


My heart, whish refuses any substitute to You

has trembled for You after it became tired.

You think , my dear , that it is apasserby of Love

And borrows the Passion , only for its self- appeasement

No...... I swear , it does not have any affection

But for You,but it Was unlucky.









Oh.................My love... do not try to anything :cool:

Before I die from fear and Pity


You have no similar in the eyes of your Lover


Because the Love consists of the imPressions of eyes and heart





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