arabic-daiers


الخميس,كانون الثاني 18, 2007


Chapter 2
Dear this pretty nice world
The time goes on down here and here am I standing alone again and again writing this words which's keep swimming in ma head
These words about my god, my old man, my family, and my friends .
I used to know that time is very important and every moment pass will never back, and I learn that from him. He is different then the rest, we used to share everything together since we where 12 years old, I miss those days when I used to run away with my bike and the air takes me where ever I don’t care , this golden city was different at that time people where different , I used to drive my bike with him all the way to the beach and hear the music from his junk tape player .
All the way we where together and until now we are
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