

BrokenMade purley to be brokenBroken
You crumble in my hands Inside you reveal my hypothetical future You meddle with my girlish mind I didnt have to be the one to brake you Thought the curiosity gets me everytime
Sweet to the taste Smooth to the touch You symbolize all the could be Within, your finely printed words Control the moment with unrelenquishing power You come at the end Bland To follow sweet and sour
Rarely eaten though commonly enjoyed O what a dangerous world of thought When opened is employed
“If my leader is to show disrespect to any Lebanese party or sect I will not follow him
If my leader calls for a protest which divides our Lebanese ranks, no matter the cause, I will not follow him
If my leader is to show hatred, even if rightful, I will not follow him
If my leader hasn’t learnt the lesson from 30 years of war, I have
Lebanon comes first, may our leaders fight their wars alone!”
Please don’t rise to or be source of provocation. Let’s not be victims of international stimuli again.
Our leaders may sell their souls to the devil, but Lebanon was never there’s to sell. It belongs to those of us who STILL believe in one united people.
Please forward to defuse and calm the tension.
I just wanted to tell you that I love you.
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"The present alone was significant; was hers, to torture her as it was doing then with the biting conviction that she had lost that which she had held, that she had been denied that which her impassioned, newly awakened being demanded."
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