Wúràola is a lover of words and those who inspire the words
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FALL As much as I hold on to the rope of denial every once in a while I let go and fall Fall deeply in love with the one ... -
My words are my life, my reality They are my pain and sorrow told My love and joy My words are my home, My fulfillment, ... -
Moving on, the waves of words And the flow of emotions. Let's ride this rollercoaster of symphonies. And surf the tides of passion. ... -
On that very day, I died Laying on the bed, him on top of me I died I died a slow and painful death Death of the body soul and ...
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Shade´ Shade´ It is the way every man stops and stares as she walks the way her ever evolving hips sway to the right ... -
THE DIARY OF MAY: ...
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DROWNING IN YOU You’ve cast a spell on me lost in a trance In the fantasy of what we might become Damned in nirvana Lusting after you ... -
“ Farabale ” “Farabale and touch my body,” she said to him. “I will treat you right; just take your time,” as he tore the clothes off ...
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TO EVERY WOMAN IN THE WORLD FOR INTERNATIONAL WOMEN'S DAY Phenomenal Woman Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. ...
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