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Naveed subhan

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~♥😭iam a gaming video creator plz support my chanal on YouTube.....♡ ... ... .. Chanel name ... nh gamerz x © naveed subhan #English #treanding #openforcollab #Supposed #super #treanding plz Yar

~♥😭iam a gaming video creator plz support my chanal on YouTube.....♡ ... ... .. Chanel name ... nh gamerz x © naveed subhan #English #treanding #openforcollab #Supposed #super #treanding plz Yar

Samar rathore

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click the link and subscribe my channal and i am start poet and shayari on youtube from 28sep plzzz sub and give me some support to show my passion https://youtu.be/Y8ldsiPKWdk #art #shayari #supposed #motivation #subscribe

click the link and subscribe my channal and i am start poet and shayari on youtube from 28sep plzzz sub and give me some support to show my passion https://youtu.be/Y8ldsiPKWdk #art #shayari #supposed #motivation #subscribe

Talking Pen Bamidele

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TEAR, BLOOD IN Nigerian My country men are starving some of them are writers, poets, and artist who has written thousands of lyric but none of them has earned them a living, We forget that open mic doesn't open door of joy when landlord Close your shop My country men are dying of being a boy, big boy, born boy, bad boy, and snatching of the ballot box My country men Some of them are the father, they are leaving before their forefather cos they want to go further while they keep living, believing in each season but their day is leaving trying to hustling for what to buy using their time doing yahoo cos our government had failed to provide a shade which will make up their day even when it rain. Nigeria is sick our future leaders are dyeing all what our leader keep doing is lying, lying flying, flying, from Russia to Dubai when my boy can't afford a ticket to Dubai Our politicians polish us, punished us, buying i phone, Living in comfort zone, staring at our problem without making changes, all we experience after 4 years in office is bragging over broken bridges which have killed thousands of innocent citizens We have been a victim of living in a system of different policies in which most are fake promises, I've seen zillion of reasons why why!!!! Lawmaker doesn't make law, they break law, they make noise, they make love, prepared citizens for civil war since we keep enduring but i hope it's time to mumble enough is enough Instead of making changes Nigeria people have been exchanging for Olympic games battling in the same game since 1960 independent we are enslaved searching for a place to brake the chain planted on our lain Now the world is like a picture Nigeria is our home Therefore African is our hope and Nigeria supposed to be our goal. So let's Nigerian shine, grow and rule the world course we are the giant of African, not American We run hood we run town you run hood cities you run the town. That way the world is always mad over you everywhere you go A country at is late 50th still suffering from Boko haram, Culture diversity, food insecurity, and unemployment opportunities But i asked where is our humanity? When we're supposed to live a life of Christianity we keep fornicating forgotten we're brother and sister and we can't live without serving each other But ethnicity has made us suffer when we choose in hating each other Together we can elect our leaders free and fair embracing peace in the air So our land can flows milk and honey not just mudblood of agony Together we can form a nation which is full of great decision make Nigerians accomplish is mission as the best country in the of Western education Together we can live in peace, unity, and freedom and curb the Nigeria economy from the recession with led to the great depression I'm Bamidele Lukman I'm a Nigerian Peace. #TEAR #BLOOD# IN# #NIGERIA#

TEAR, BLOOD IN Nigerian My country men are starving some of them are writers, poets, and artist who has written thousands of lyric but none of them has earned them a living, We forget that open mic doesn't open door of joy when landlord Close your shop My country men are dying of being a boy, big boy, born boy, bad boy, and snatching of the ballot box My country men Some of them are the father, they are leaving before their forefather cos they want to go further while they keep living, believing in each season but their day is leaving trying to hustling for what to buy using their time doing yahoo cos our government had failed to provide a shade which will make up their day even when it rain. Nigeria is sick our future leaders are dyeing all what our leader keep doing is lying, lying flying, flying, from Russia to Dubai when my boy can't afford a ticket to Dubai Our politicians polish us, punished us, buying i phone, Living in comfort zone, staring at our problem without making changes, all we experience after 4 years in office is bragging over broken bridges which have killed thousands of innocent citizens We have been a victim of living in a system of different policies in which most are fake promises, I've seen zillion of reasons why why!!!! Lawmaker doesn't make law, they break law, they make noise, they make love, prepared citizens for civil war since we keep enduring but i hope it's time to mumble enough is enough Instead of making changes Nigeria people have been exchanging for Olympic games battling in the same game since 1960 independent we are enslaved searching for a place to brake the chain planted on our lain Now the world is like a picture Nigeria is our home Therefore African is our hope and Nigeria supposed to be our goal. So let's Nigerian shine, grow and rule the world course we are the giant of African, not American We run hood we run town you run hood cities you run the town. That way the world is always mad over you everywhere you go A country at is late 50th still suffering from Boko haram, Culture diversity, food insecurity, and unemployment opportunities But i asked where is our humanity? When we're supposed to live a life of Christianity we keep fornicating forgotten we're brother and sister and we can't live without serving each other But ethnicity has made us suffer when we choose in hating each other Together we can elect our leaders free and fair embracing peace in the air So our land can flows milk and honey not just mudblood of agony Together we can form a nation which is full of great decision make Nigerians accomplish is mission as the best country in the of Western education Together we can live in peace, unity, and freedom and curb the Nigeria economy from the recession with led to the great depression I'm Bamidele Lukman I'm a Nigerian Peace. #TEAR #BLOOD# IN# #NIGERIA#

Zuri's Diary✍️📒❣️

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Without You I die every single day, Knowing that you are away, From me. But I was born without you, So, I guess.. I can live without you too. You were never supposed to mean this much to me. I was never supposed to fall so hard. But you know what? I did and that's the truth, that's what keeps me holding on, Because it hurts like hell to let you go. #you

Without You I die every single day, Knowing that you are away, From me. But I was born without you, So, I guess.. I can live without you too. You were never supposed to mean this much to me. I was never supposed to fall so hard. But you know what? I did and that's the truth, that's what keeps me holding on, Because it hurts like hell to let you go. #you

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Man of your dreams -Maverick (Description in caption) Dream Man Every woman wants to be with their true love. The person that they’re supposed to be with. The man with whom everything makes sense. Finding ‘the one’ may seem like an impossible task sometimes, but it’s only a matter of time. True love is out there, and it will come to you when you least expect it. Here are six traits that the man of your dreams will have! He’ll miss you when you’re gone The one for you will love nothing more than being in your presence. He’ll cherish every momen

Man of your dreams -Maverick (Description in caption) Dream Man Every woman wants to be with their true love. The person that they’re supposed to be with. The man with whom everything makes sense. Finding ‘the one’ may seem like an impossible task sometimes, but it’s only a matter of time. True love is out there, and it will come to you when you least expect it. Here are six traits that the man of your dreams will have! He’ll miss you when you’re gone The one for you will love nothing more than being in your presence. He’ll cherish every momen

Dastaan-e-hayat

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" And this time more FIERCE " They labelled me impure Seeing my vagina bleed It's right to piss publicly But not so to breast feed None objected when he raped That little girl in the temple But i was restricted to pray & that was just one example

" And this time more FIERCE " They labelled me impure Seeing my vagina bleed It's right to piss publicly But not so to breast feed None objected when he raped That little girl in the temple But i was restricted to pray & that was just one example

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Okay, you asked me a dramatic question, let me answer it even more dramatic ways :D Year 2050 somewhere in Pakistan- Sarfraz Riz was walking past the Chinese curfew. Sarfraz: “Sir, I came from central zone, looking to go to the cricket stadium for practice”

Okay, you asked me a dramatic question, let me answer it even more dramatic ways :D Year 2050 somewhere in Pakistan- Sarfraz Riz was walking past the Chinese curfew. Sarfraz: “Sir, I came from central zone, looking to go to the cricket stadium for practice”

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Okay, you asked me a dramatic question, let me answer it even more dramatic ways :D Year 2050 somewhere in Pakistan- Sarfraz Riz was walking past the Chinese curfew. Sarfraz: “Sir, I came from central zone, looking to go to the cricket stadium for practice”

Okay, you asked me a dramatic question, let me answer it even more dramatic ways :D Year 2050 somewhere in Pakistan- Sarfraz Riz was walking past the Chinese curfew. Sarfraz: “Sir, I came from central zone, looking to go to the cricket stadium for practice”

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I grow old, I grow old, with the passage of time, With age, with maturity, but not not by heart. My bosom's all developed and I monthly bleed, My heart's still a child, but I'm ready to conceive. My age has the number to care for the weak, But my heart's still small enough to play and loudly weep. My voice is still loud, but I'm not asked to speak I can't roar like a wild cat, and I'm supposed to be meek. I grow old, I grow old, and I'll soon get married, Cause they call me cute no more and this makes me worried. I grow old I grow old and they'll ask me to leave my home, Cause I am a girl and I'm supposed to enlighten his room. I grow old, I grow old, but I want to be a baby I want to wear my short skirts with no eyes that are judgy. I grow old, I grow old, but I don't want to be, Cause growing old is a life, filled with misery. I grow old! I grow old, I grow old, with the passage of time, With age, with maturity, but not not by heart. My bosom's all developed and I monthly bleed, My heart's still a child, but I'm ready to conceive. My age has the number to care for the weak, But my heart's still small enough to play and loudly weep. My voice is still loud, but I'm not asked to speak I can't roar like a wild cat, and I'm supposed to be meek.

I grow old, I grow old, with the passage of time, With age, with maturity, but not not by heart. My bosom's all developed and I monthly bleed, My heart's still a child, but I'm ready to conceive. My age has the number to care for the weak, But my heart's still small enough to play and loudly weep. My voice is still loud, but I'm not asked to speak I can't roar like a wild cat, and I'm supposed to be meek. I grow old, I grow old, and I'll soon get married, Cause they call me cute no more and this makes me worried. I grow old I grow old and they'll ask me to leave my home, Cause I am a girl and I'm supposed to enlighten his room. I grow old, I grow old, but I want to be a baby I want to wear my short skirts with no eyes that are judgy. I grow old, I grow old, but I don't want to be, Cause growing old is a life, filled with misery. I grow old! I grow old, I grow old, with the passage of time, With age, with maturity, but not not by heart. My bosom's all developed and I monthly bleed, My heart's still a child, but I'm ready to conceive. My age has the number to care for the weak, But my heart's still small enough to play and loudly weep. My voice is still loud, but I'm not asked to speak I can't roar like a wild cat, and I'm supposed to be meek.