I am the daughter of my father and mother.
I strive to be the author of my fate of free will.
I am Lebanese mixed with some Iraqi roots.
I am engaged to the neo-traditional definition of a "man"
I am interested in Philosophy, Psychology, History, Languages and Photography
Journey of الحياة.
The life of this world is nothing but an illusion
[al-Hadeed - 57:20]
I thought you all might need some help clearing up the confusion so that you could think correctly.
I see what you did there.
Oh America and your contradictions. Why oh why
Something that I’ve learned while being in a relationship for a few years (that went on and off), is that you shouldn’t change because of your relationship. I’ll explain.. When I was with him, my whole day would turn around him When I’d get up in the morning the first thing on my mind was “how can…
O God!
How can i ask of you, when i sin?
But how can I not ask of you when you are the Most Generous!
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If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
Lord make me a rainbow, I’ll shine down on my mother
She’ll know I’m safe with you when she stands under my colors, oh and
Life ain’t always what you think it ought to be, no
Ain’t even grey, but she buries her baby
The sharp knife of a short life, well
I’ve had, just enough time
If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
The sharp knife of a short life, well
I’ve had just enough time
And I’ll be wearing white when I come into your kingdom
I’m as green as the ring on my little cold finger, I’ve
Never known the loving of a man
But it sure felt nice when he was holding my hand there’s a boy here in town says he’ll love me forever
Who would have thought forever could be severed by
The sharp knife of a short life, well,
I’ve had, just enough time
So put on your best boys and I’ll wear my pearls
What I never did is done
A penny for my thoughts, oh no, I’ll sell them for a dollar
They’re worth so much more after I’m a goner
And maybe then you’ll hear the words I been singing
Funny when you’re dead how people start listening
If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
The ballad of a dove
Go with peace and love
Gather up your tears, keep ‘em in your pocket
Save them for a time when you’re really gonna need ‘em, oh
The sharp knife of a short life, well
I’ve had just enough time
So put on your best boys, and I’ll wear my pearls~~~~~~~~~
Love this….
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