Bulgarian style,and this is not all

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The Shams

Waalshshamsi waduhaha

Waalqamari itha talaha
Waalnnahari itha jallaha
Waallayli itha yaghshaha
Waalssama-i wama banaha
Waal-ardi wama tahaha
Wanafsin wama sawwaha
Faalhamaha fujooraha wataqwaha
Qad aflaha man zakkaha
Waqad khaba man dassaha
Kaththabat thamoodu bitaghwaha
Ithi inbaAAatha ashqaha
Faqala lahum rasoolu Allahi naqataAllahi wasuqyaha
Fakaththaboohu faAAaqaroohafadamdama AAalayhim rabbuhum bithanbihim fasawwaha
Wala yakhafu AAuqbaha

Falling Back.

I can't stop myself from callin' Callin' out your name I can't stop myself from fallin' Fallin' back again Dark like the shady corners Inside a violin Hot like to burn my lips I know I can't win I tried to quit you but I'm too weak Wakin' up without you I can hardly speak at all Funny how my favorite shirt Smells more like you than me Bitter traces left behind Stains no one can see You're gonna put me in an early grave I know I'm your slave whenever you call I can't stop myself from callin' Callin' out your name I can't stop myself from fallin' Fallin' back again

Fallin' back again
Fallin' back again
Fallin' back again

clear mind

loneliness

...following her path, no matter that she never even think that will be that way...living her life, life she never dream of...losing her faith, faith she never had one...seaking her family..family she never had...

what if....

pure truth....but we make it dirty like everything we touch....

nothing inside

i just see and feel nothing...just the snow outside is so white..i wish i was like it..