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[align=center][glow=FFFFFF][align=center]Mr.Taqua Al-Hajer, this is my poem which I promised. It is about my life when I was a student.
my appology for the delay. here it goes : The way of my pain Every day I ask my self where I am going and where this way can take me The way of my pain! Every day I ask the gray Where to go, or where to stay I want a guid to lead the way the way of my pain! I want all the movement to hold But the time got me hold and in my time, time is gold In the way of my pain I care about you and I am so confuse If I leave you I choose to lose There fore the chances are rare to choose If I can choose the pain In my eye there is a tear and it will drag notice, that I fear because of that I can't see clear see it, and feel the pain Slowly , slowly! I am walking to whom I can give my talking just receiving a style of mocking which is the pain of my pain My agony arouse, your ear can't hear me! My heart is suffering, can't you feel me! This is me, my self; in the name of my pain The way of me, just to sustain. I wish it would be good for the one who reads it yours truly. Al-BADER [/align][/glow][/align]
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عزيزي المشرف قد وضع بطريق الخطأ موضوعان متكرران بطريق الخطأ
يرجى حذف هذا الموضوع وإبقاء الآخر. ولكم جزيل الشكر..
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