Those soft dark cinnamon brown tresses running the expanse into a carnage of some sorts partially decapitating itself not out of charity or sacrifice but due to ruggedness and the vicinity that influences it's tips,
And there are those in a cohort of soft curls,
And those who convene into beach waves,
And those diminutive aliens refusing from cohering into a coiffure, like an insurgent in a theocracy.
And those sophisticated bleak straight tresses, acting as a bulwark to all the layers within, unless one decides to delve.
And those blithe wild curls free like a condor in the sky eventually turning the entire sanity wild coercing it with everyday friction
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Poems to inspire
الشعرPoems or short stories that I write. Here u can find poems, inspiration to make u feel confident and finding the the true meaning to beauty, love etc. Hope you guys enjoy it as much as i enjoy writing them.
