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LG Manager Yeom Kyung-yeop: "The MVP in my heart is Hernandez PO 4 starter system"

'good job'

This photo is very beautiful, the best photo I bought, it won my heart

This photo is very beautiful, the best photo I bought, it won my heart

A poem that describes my feelings of my Mom not being with me

A poem that describes my feelings of my Mom not being with me

My heart

Title: "Whispers of the Heart: A Tale of Enduring Love

Love

One piece is always in my heart

Don't die until one piece is finished

YOU MAKE MY HEART SMILE

My heart is for you

Love is a great feeling to have

My first love dairy..

In days of old, our love did gleam, A whispered promise, like a dream. Though now we've parted, hearts once entwined, The memories linger, sweet and kind. A chapter closed, yet love remains, In hidden corners, it sustains. Though paths diverged, and tears were shed, You'll forever dwell in my heart's homestead.

The Loud Drum Of My Heart

When the heart knows more than you do it can only make you feel better by showing you its true nature

Sensitive alike my heart🥹

A vintage style white flowers looks very beautiful🥹❤️

THE PEN TO MY HEART

Title: •••— THE PEN TO MY HEART How would one suppose — feelings couldn't be engraved in prose, but, in selected verses — only when one feels unpleased once on the verges? If the pen cannot seduce — what's the essence of its use? It risks to reduce the potency of the words spoken to the ears when the motif isn't the fruit of our ideas. Sometimes, the heart has its conception — which the pen seems often to ignore. But, it[the pen] aspires to become an inspiration and transmits on pages what the heart's enamoured [with]. Isn't this pen a little bird; a factor? Isn't this a lucky emblem of Art? Isn't It this a benefactor — to poets? Such, is the pen to my heart.

Mood

Human mood

Blossom 🌸🌹🌸🌹my love

Happy hours

If i give you my heart 💞

If I give you my heart, Just remember it is a ‘hand me down’. One left in bad shape; Used to love's uneven path, Made of concrete and mud, of fine silk and leather. Just know this heart is fortified with a cul de 𝚜𝚊𝚌: One passage to scrutinize that which steps in. This heart is a rose... I'll give you its beauty or tear you with its thorns. Which ever way you choose.

to my heart

Heart talks on the tongue And my love is true and will remain true, we can call it love, what else can we say

Can my broken heart still be repair?

This short story would inspire you most especially those whom heart has been broken.

My heart

1. My heart is not in my hands Do command-never listen What should I do?? My heart is not in my hands 2. Observes all things that shouldn’t Feels tones of every one Could be dangerous still never listen Even feels happiness under gloom People use in front of him To collect sympathy you have to die My heart feels every thing why?? 3. Even Feels grief of dry leaves To being separated from their own Like they are telling their sorrow Are they want to tell me?? No one always stays with you Are telli

I'm tired of this fight

I'm tired of this fight Stop making me your punching bag I am worth more than that I am not your door mat I am not something you can use Then abuse when you are done Thrown out Like yesterday's garbage When you no longer need me I'm tired of this fight That you have already won I feel and I ache Until my bones feel broken And it gets difficult to move I sit in agony Knowing I am not what you desire Knowing that it is just a matter of seconds Until you rip out my heart again Until you shoot me wi

With the setting sun my hand in my heart