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لا تقتلي قلباً أحبك كالمجنونوتلقي روحاً تجاوزت لأجلك كل الظنونفالحب ماهو لعبةٌ رابحٌ فيها أو مهزومالحب قلبٌ تملؤه المشاعر والجنونإن كان بيدك إحرسيه بالعيونوإن أضعته ستبكي عليه ليالٍ وشهورلا تتركي قلباً عاش لأجلك كل العهودمن نظرةٍ أولى أشعل قلبك بنارٍ حنونولا تطعني قلباً بخنجر تنزف منه السمومفالحب أسمى من أن يجرحأو يقهر بألمٍ مسكونوإن كانت لديك فرصة لا تتركي الباب مقفولفالحب إن طرق بابكسوف تعيشي

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ok here is something that really pisses me off......i know that people grow up in a society where you have "Men" and"Women", where the women are submissive to their men and have no saywhen it comes to big decisions. They are born into this world to havechildren, raise them, cook, take care of the house and their husbandsand keep quiet....i know we've come a long way from there but that mentality

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i spend my nights sometimes wasting my time thinking about human nature: the basis of our existence, the nature of our behavior and our core values. And it makes me wonder, how did we get to a point where hurting the others was acceptable, natural and inevitable. We got to a point where we expect nothing more than the worst in people.We’re always waiting for that moment where the other stabs us

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I feel I lost everythingLiving my life for nothingI have nothing attached to, specially my spiritualityAnd to gain it again, I really don’t have the abilityI feel that God will never forgive meThis is not what he wanted me to beI had kind of humanityI lost it out of stupidityAt the same time, my best therapist just had a vacationWhile I was living 2 weeks of depressionFrom the day I said byeI was

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Behind the door we meetAway from people's looksBehind the door grows a loveStrong and quite uniqueLocked away it remainsFor years with no endStuffed quite undercoverWhere no one can see itThe closet is dark and dryYet humid and cold tooThere's light sneaking inFrom its smallest holeThe reflection we seeOf lovers walking past usPainfully strikes homeBulletproofing our heartsIt's too crowded in

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rain! on the land of beautyrain! wash the anger of my heartrain! clear the feelings to merain! so the sun can shine even morerain! there is nothing beautiful than the sky's eyesI am crying like the sky, pouring my pain awaybecause the sun will shine tomorrowand see the beauty of the pain fading awayI am smiling right nowI am smiling to tomorrow, because it is a better dayI am smiling to tomorrow

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وهكذا تبدأ قصة حبٍبأملٍ جامحٍ يعشق الجنونتسافر الأحلام على ظهر الغيوموتغرق العيون ببحر العيونوالقلب يدق والروح تحوموالجسد يرقص رقصة النسوروتدق ساعة النصر المحتومويغرق القلب والروح الحنونبمشاكل الحب والقهر المظلومفقصة العشق ما هي تدومإلا بموت الأحباب تكونلكن الحب دوماً يكوننسراً يحلق فوق النجوموقمراً يضيء أضواء العيونوالجسد إن ماتالقلب

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She walked into my lifeLike a queen would only doAnd so this time aroundThe fairy tale came trueIn the midst of it allShe looked right in my eyesSo the world disappearedThe second she took me milesIt took long rainy daysAnd endless nights of painFor the perfect rainbowTo sneak in after the rainTRU

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قاومي كُلّ الحواجزإقطَعي كُلّ الخُطوطوحرِّري كُلَّ القُيودقطَعتي مَسافَةً لا تُستَهانوكسَرتي حَبل المصاعِبوجعَلتي مُستقبَل المرأهمُستقبَلاً يدعو للإفتِخارتابِعي طَريق النضالحاربي كُلَّ الجِبالفالحَقُّ بين يديكِولو كانَت الطريق طويلهفالمسافه ليست المُرادبل حَقُّك ِ في العيش كريمههو حَقٌّ يستَحِقُّ الجِهادT.N.T

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تحومي حول نفسك في دوامة حزنكفي قلبك جرحٌ عميق يبحث عن من يشفي جرحهمكسورة الجناح تسيرينتتخبطين في داخلك، وترفضين الحياةابتسامه خاطفة، ابتسامه حزينةحتى الابتسامه باتت خطيئةتريدين الخروج إلى هذه الحياةتريدين تنشق هواء الحريهصوتك مازال يختنقحرقة قلب تهتف بأعلى صوت أريد أن أعيشلماذا تكونين سجينة نفسكلماذا تكونين سجينة دمعك وحزنكلن تبقي تبكي وتحزنيفجري غضبك، اصرخي بأعلى صوتبصوت

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A mon Idole ,J’ai besoin de tes grands yeux noirs , pleins de rêves . . .de tes tendres baisers , pleins de fièvre . . .de ta tendre bouche parfaite , qui quand je me frôle ,me fait monterau septième ciel . . .Dans mon Coeur , tu as fait planter le BonheurQui depuis que tu vas partir , va se transformer en grande peine . . .Demain , j’aurai de plus en plus peurDe te perdre à tout jamais . . .Même

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Dear my heart,After you’ve been around the block a couple of times, you start to draw your standards. You start to figure out what you want and what you need and how to compromise between the two. It takes time and effort and a lot of work, that normally you wouldn’t have done. But you feel it when the person you’re with is worth fighting for, worth trying for… worth feeling for. And you get your

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I had a dreamit seemed beautiful ..it was lighting like a candlegiving hope all over the place..giving warm feelings to meday after day.day after day..and this candle started to lose the charmstarted to lose the lighthope, love, faiththey all started to fade away..it started to get dark..you know what i meanthe hope is gone..the faith is is goneonly love was hanging in there..and i knew ..it will

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This was inspired by someone's note - What's Love Got To Do With It? - It got me thinking about the normative view of the "ideal" partner and the "healthy" relationship. I still don't seem to get the general consensus or the fine line it draws between what's "good" and what's "bad".Typical "Mouwasafet" of the Better Half - honest, loyal, unique, educated, a good listener, not alcoholic, not on

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Life starts tonightUnder the moonlightOn our back we lieOur hearts to the skyStars above our bedCirculating in my headA meteor passes fastA spell it does castThe clouds make wayAn order they obeyAnd the sun shines onSo so life has begunThis time with a sparkBetween us in the darkA word or two i speakThe night's at its peekLove you whisper gentlyAs us intertwined we beOur future's just a night

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I never really knew that you were everything in my life..I never really knew that you made me feel secure and happyI never really knew that you being in heaven means me being in hell.But I will take this time out, and I will change my life forever.and I will jump out of my hole that I put myself in.and no..I don't feel guilty for me being who I am.I will never feel guilty cuz I couldn't say sorry

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إستيقَظَت ذاتَ صباح ورأَت أنَّ حياتها لا معنى لها، وباتت تهرُب مِن ماضيها وحاضِرِها، وربّما مِن مُستقبلٍ مجهول قد بدأت تهابُه.كانت سعيده أو رُبّما لا، كانت تعتقِد أنّها سعيده، رُبّما لأنّها كانت تُخفي حُزنها وألمها في داخِلِها ولم تكُن تبوح بهِ لأحد. أدركت ذات صباح أنَّ حياتها فارِغه، لا تعرِف ماذا تُريد ولماذا تحيا، وفجأةً يرُنُّ هاتِفُها وتغمُرها فرحةٌ لا تُوصف، تشعُر أنّها تطير، فحبيبتها قد

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I spent my life trying to please them.But for one time in my life...I am going to please myself.I am going to do something I love, for the first time in my life.JO.D

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People don’t ask you why you have dark hair or why your skin color is darker than theirs.People don’t ask you why you have green eyes or why your face has this shape.People don’t ask you why you are a Christian or a Muslim or Jewish or of any religion.They know that the answer to all of these questions is the same: I was born like thiswhy can’t they understand then, that we are born with our

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J ai juste ces qlqs mots pour me soutenir pour m aider à rester pied sur terre. Ces qlq mots, j’y tiens férocement! Je ne veux pas les redonner pour une autre…Et la tu viens, toute parfaite que tu es, pour me les enlever, me les demander… et je te les donne sans y penser… ta voix sensuelle, ton corps érotique, ta douceur irrésistible et ta pudeur enfantine…Comment te résister… comment te laisser

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وهكذا تبدأ قصة حبٍبأملٍ جامحٍ يعشق الجنونتسافر الأحلام على ظهر الغيوموتغرق العيون ببحر العيونوالقلب يدق والروح تحوموالجسد يرقص رقصة النسوروتدق ساعة النصر المحتومويغرق القلب والروح الحنونبمشاكل الحب والقهر المظلومفقصة العشق ما هي تدومإلا بموت الأحباب تكونلكن الحب دوماً يكوننسراً يحلق فوق النجوموقمراً يضيء أضواء العيونوالجسد إن ماتالقلب يدوموالحب في القلب دائماً مسكونT.N.T

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if i try and tell you i'll make it better for youif i promise you i won't hold you backif i do everything i can to set you free while you're with meif i cuddle and snuggle and take care of youif i play with your hair and drown in you eyesif i tell you how gorgeous you are if i honestly tell you i want you in my lifeif i nurse and cradle youif i kiss you gently to sleepif i tuck you in my arms so

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En temps que femme homosexuelle qui vit au Liban, je sens le besoin de toujours devoir prouver à mon entourage que j’ai, en effet, des valeurs, de la croyance et des traditions.C’est un peu marrant de commencer avec cette traduction. Malheureusement, c’est une vérité absolue.Moi je me considère une personne qui s’assume pleinement et qui marche la tête haute sans nul besoin de présenter des

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.ها هي الدُنيا القهّارة، الجبَّارة، القاسية، وهذا هو حظيلم أكُن أتوقَّع في يومٍ من الأيَّام أنَّ حُبّي أو حَبيبَتي وقَلبي وروحي، ستكون مِن تِلك الدولة الشقيقة، والحبيبة، .والمَنكوبة فلسطين.رأيت وعاشرت الكثير من الفتيات والشابات، ولم أشعُر بأي شيئ من الغرام أو الإحساس، أو الإنجذاب.فإذا بيوم من الأيّام كنت خارج البلاد، وبالصُدفة تعَرَّفتُ هُناك على صديقات فلسطينيّات خلال ثلاثة أيّام .في الحقيقة لم

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I am very happyI am no longer moodyI said goodbye to my depressionAnd I welcomed my happinessAfter 22 years of depressionNot even knowing the newest fashionSitting in my bedroom cryingWaiting for the moment I’ll be dyingEnough, I don’t want to remember these miserable memoriesFrom now on, I want to be at easeFulfilling my life with joyAnd to the maximum my life to enjoyWith my awesome

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