A Umrah lies with you You prefer a lot to me I said I died without you and you go I believe you didnt hear I will lose your leg at the end of the last day. I have This is not a punishment for this dependency .. begging me; if you say anything Your words are not what you have to say. You didnt see Maybe it was a little early when I said I said I was late. My nostalgia is different from ever My fear of absence has changed.
