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Goodbye To Me.
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Let all the idols inside me be destroyed and destroyed. I suffer from not being able to kill my mind, with which I lean on the gates of distant worlds, shouldering those thousand-year-old mountains of kilometers in search of what I have gotten into. I put the sufferers on boats and released them into the narrow oceans of my mind. In that place where I fell into my own divinity after thousands of gods destroyed their temples, the main thing in the Luxor temple was that they made me wear the last pair of shoes last night, with a voice on my phone. and there I ate myself when I was told that I was a descendant of the Anunnaki. I was one of the grandchildren of An and Ki. That voice asked me to accept my true self and show my power everywhere. That’s why those sects are after you, that’s why you are a very special blessed soul. And when I hung up the phone, leaving my heart to that naive voice that said "your mother left you to protect you", I tore myself apart in the message that said "free your mother and set her free"... When I drowned my lungs at a thousand feet depth from where I was torn apart, my heart was filled with mother. I come from kissing my darkness and light when I call mother. My mother wrote and read me from her. In the middle of silence with all those gods in the temple of Luxor.
I said don’t read me from me mom.
All the readings turn into birds in my darkness.
They resurrected me from the cliff I fell from. 8888👣
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My divinity said let’s drink later.
Babylon was born from our cups.
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Ana Karakterler:Goodbye To Me.
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EY MÜEZZA
Even though it had never happened once,
You had nine lives, chaste, and I had only one.
With all the midwives of the palaces, my patience was very tired,
It was well known to the entire world within an erotic relationship.
The rains I walked with you, chaste, are in my memory,
Time echoing in Nayla's corner.
Sorrow brewing in the black jug,
Butter from the churn, bread in the ashes,
Daisies in the ground rukus in the downpour,
Arrogant butterfly kisses, amen.
Who left, who stayed now,
Even a person can't choose themselves, you know.
Who, whose shame is it, chaste?
But what a devout pain it is for you,
Even the design of the gravestone fell to me.
The final line, from a 'base man' without a book,
I'm sorry.
You are my alphabet,
I write with you,
If I write longing from the galaxy, it's for you.
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EY MÜEZZA
Even though it had never happened once,
You had nine lives, chaste, and I had only one.
With all the midwives of the palaces, my patience was very tired,
It was well known to the entire world within an erotic relationship.
The rains I walked with you, chaste, are in my memory,
Time echoing in Nayla's corner.
Sorrow brewing in the black jug,
Butter from the churn, bread in the ashes,
Daisies in the ground rukus in the downpour,
Arrogant butterfly kisses, amen.
Who left, who stayed now,
Even a person can't choose themselves, you know.
Who, whose shame is it, chaste?
But what a devout pain it is for you,
Even the design of the gravestone fell to me.
The final line, from a 'base man' without a book,
I'm sorry.
You are my alphabet,
I write with you,
If I write longing from the galaxy, it's for you.