Create a charcoal pencil drawing of a rose and a cup of coffee with a picture of

Create a charcoal pencil drawing of a rose and a cup of coffee with a picture of dress designs and a name that says Welsy R. and on the side a note with the following poem In a corner of the soul, A sigh escapes, I say goodbye to you, Even if it costs me a turn. The “I’m sorry” you said, It sounds like a bad joke, like a clown who trips and falls on the phallus. You were my shining sun, my ray of joy, and now i stay here, with this melancholy. You liked cats, I the dogs barking, but in this farewell, We both cry. With every laugh of yours, My heart was laughing, But now it's a joke that turns into agony. I imagined you dancing, with flowers in her hair, and now i'm a fool, looking at the ground. So here's to you, with a glass of air, for lost loves, that are pure disdain. I will always remember you, Even though my chest hurts, like a joke without grace, a love in the stretch. Bye, dear friend, with a wink and a moan, Even if the soul breaks, There will always be a moment. In the circus of love, Even if there is a goodbye, I carry you in my laughter, like a terrible echo.
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Create a charcoal pencil drawing of a rose and a cup of coffee with a picture of dress designs and a name that says Welsy R
.
and on the side a note with the following poem In a corner of the soul
,
A sigh escapes
,
I say goodbye to you
,
Even if it costs me a turn
.
The “I’m sorry” you said
,
It sounds like a bad joke
,
like a clown who trips and falls on the phallus
.
You were my shining sun
,
my ray of joy
,
and now i stay here
,
with this melancholy
.
You liked cats
,
I the dogs barking
,
but in this farewell
,
We both cry
.
With every laugh of yours
,
My heart was laughing
,
But now it'
;
s a joke that turns into agony
.
I imagined you dancing
,
with flowers in her hair
,
and now i'
;
m a fool
,
looking at the ground
.
So here'
;
s to you
,
with a glass of air
,
for lost loves
,
that are pure disdain
.
I will always remember you
,
Even though my chest hurts
,
like a joke without grace
,
a love in the stretch
.
Bye
,
dear friend
,
with a wink and a moan
,
Even if the soul breaks
,
There will always be a moment
.
In the circus of love
,
Even if there is a goodbye
,
I carry you in my laughter
,
like a terrible echo
.
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