Posted in Poetry Love. Posted on April 28, 2016 by shababnahian Love Such a painful thing to yearn. Like some fancy drug Everyone eagerly waiting for their turn. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike Loading... Author: shababnahian Nahian | 21 | Music lover | Poetry lover | Crazy Poetry is something which always fascinated me and left me baffled. I will write the pain away. View All Posts
And hey,Thank YOU! You are my 100th follower ❤ Stay tuned! I am looking forward to your posts as well :* LikeLiked by 1 person
Woah, I’ve never seen something soo accurate to be really honest. I love it ^^ You know what was the first thought that came in my mind after I finished reading this? ” But what about those who devoured the adulterated drugs?” LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
Woah! ❤
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Thank you :’)
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You’re most welcome! 🙂
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And hey,Thank YOU! You are my 100th follower ❤
Stay tuned! I am looking forward to your posts as well :*
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Woah, I’ve never seen something soo accurate to be really honest. I love it ^^
You know what was the first thought that came in my mind after I finished reading this?
” But what about those who devoured the adulterated drugs?”
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They are dead 😛
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