I dont think of this as a poem its और like sadness and confusion today one of my neighbours died my brother called me over to see i saw them हटाइए the body coverd in a red blanket and the men in black सूट्स and i thought to myself in that moment i never कहा hello never waved या smiled at her when i come to think of it i never saw her have one visitor i कहा to myself i wish i could cry right now but i couldnt i just couldnt i told myself i hope whatever i have done in my life would not make me die alone thats all i ask for and all i wish for
I am usually very picky about पुस्तकें I read. When I do read, it's usually diary books, magazines, manga/comics, and reference books.
Whenever I tell a book worm an awesome comic/manga I read they are like "Ph, read a REAL book" I often get upset on that. I really want to reply with "Sheesh dude ANY book is a real book! Even picture books, comic books, and vowel books! It doesn't HAVE to be a novel in order for it to be a real book!"
I hate when people say that. My opinion is that as long as it has pages, it's a book. I don't know about your opinion but please don't flame, spam, या troll!
Whenever I tell a book worm an awesome comic/manga I read they are like "Ph, read a REAL book" I often get upset on that. I really want to reply with "Sheesh dude ANY book is a real book! Even picture books, comic books, and vowel books! It doesn't HAVE to be a novel in order for it to be a real book!"
I hate when people say that. My opinion is that as long as it has pages, it's a book. I don't know about your opinion but please don't flame, spam, या troll!
