خربشات نسرينية

غياب بعيد...النسيان واجب ...لا استطيع فعل شيء اخر...و لم اعد اريد معرفة اشخاصا يشبهونهم ...قلبي  لم يعد  كما كان و انا لم اعد كما كنت ...كسر كل جانب من قلبي ...و حرقت غرفه بنار الشوق بعد تجاهلها....بعد و تغير بلا سبب ....اصبحت جدرانه هشة كان الجدران طين لم يجف بعد...فما زال الناس كانهم لا يشعرون...مجرد مصالح...و يستغلون الحب...مصلحة و خداع...وجوه مقنعة تملا اغلبها...

After absence...Forgettining is a duty...I can't do anything else...i no longer want to search for those whe   left...and i no longer want to know people who look like them...My heart is no longer the same as it was    and never i am back as i was...The side of my heart were broken... and a room was burned with the fire of longing before it ignored...And after and changed without any reason...its walls became fragile as if its walls were just caly that hasn't dried up yet...So what people are still as if they don't feel...just interests ...and exploiting deceiving love...interest interest...faces of masks that fill thier majority