I do not like you when you smoke.
It disturbs me and my love for you.
Please do not smoke my lover.
Your mouth and your lips are sweeter
When you do not smoke and i love it.
It is the sacrifice which you do for me
for without sacrifice there is no love..
My lover, my dearest
please do not smoke.
(Graphic: Paper art
Yulia Brodskaya, an artist and illustrator born in Moscow, creates stunning works of art using the quilled paper technique) .
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Nice pleading I hope it works. I've pleaded with my loved ones but it has not worked. Thank you for sharing.