Treasure Island

Ali Sabry

(11/8/1988 / Iraq - Baghdad / Kurdish From Kurdistan Region Of Iraq)

Princes Was A Dream Girl Day and Night


reminded me listening to the song of moonlight

I still can feel the taste of traditional food
Your love was my shadow i pronounce as a cap hood

Smile with hidden tears every night
Regret became your host, now its too late for fight

i wont give up of writing articles even accusing me again
I smile when I remember calling you, you dont have brain

Where are all food and the way you were making it with me
its all gone, its just a shame, I cannt see you anymore next to me

Submitted: Monday, June 24, 2013
Edited: Monday, June 24, 2013

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Princes was a dream girl day and night

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