BookRix

the girl on the book called my love for her is my sister we were born on the same day if she felt pain i felt pain

i cant help but smile win i see this pic

i cant help but smile win i see this pic

really beautiful poems

Her true beauty is within her and I will always remember her every time I write poetry

i love and miss you you will always be in my heart every time i see this pic i will remember how u used to look

Departed souls of our nears & dears are never forgetable. What about those living persons, whom we love & remember them with hate for their betrayals?