Parvati
By: Julia L. Clark
Parvenu of my wealthiest romance I am still poor at true love. All obstacles before me I wash off relaxing in waters of city streets in Pusan. Now that I Am In Veracruz I read your love letters on my lips as I am crying tears of pain because my rain tap window panes of how much I severely miss you. I am approaching you to reach out to me as I am gasping from the drowning of my breath as I sleep in my deepest thoughts of you. I am appealing my case before your presents as I am in rage of you to provide to me all of your attention. The thought of you closing me to a permanent jail cell you must didn’t study the history of me as I am the mother of fertility. Tears have punched me in my eyes as of now I have any vision on love supply. My eyes are still pouring down rains of Mtarazi Waterfalls asking me the questions of why.
P A R V A T I . . . . .
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Originally Posted On Site: 2007-09-08 02:31:18
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