oscar wilde in siiri. Yet each man kills the thing he loves, By each let this be heard, Some do it with a bitter look, Some with a flattering word, The coward does it with a kiss, The brave man with a sword! Some kill their love when they are young, And some when they are old; Some strangle with the hands of Lust, Some with the hands of Gold: The kindest use a knife, because The dead so soon grow cold.
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41asasdas41 11 months ago
devami : Some love too little, some too long,
Some sell, and others buy;
Some do the deed with many tears,
And some without a sigh:
For each man kills the thing he loves,
Yet each man does not die.
Gurkan25Fr 2 years ago 2
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Gurkan25Fr 2 years ago
Gurkan25Fr 2 years ago 2
cok guzel yuregine saglik
emine5448 2 years ago
Kimi aşk kısadır, kimi uzundur,
Kimi Satar kimi de Satin alır;
Kimi gözyaşı Döker öldürürken,
Kimi Kili kıpırdamadan öldürür;
Herkes öldürebilir sevdiğini
Öldürdü diye ama herkes ölmez
gulumdelikanlim 2 years ago 3
emegine saglik
GeceKurdu38 2 years ago
cok guzel elerinesaglik l
BY38ERTANCAN 2 years ago