O baby,When trifling on the sore of this lifeCan’t find a ray of light,but jumps if a never ending tide;this heart is in the dark as they say,Let’s not cry for love but prayfor a day which demands no explanation,a night which craves no justification,For same are the glitters of day and nights,Let’s never close …
Before the early birds could sing a love song,Collecting the monumental lure of her love,He left her marooned in demise for long. She, who weighs priceless in heavens,Awaits in disguise, disbelief, and fear.Pierced into her heart, the brand of love,Makes the night sob in delusional despair. Babbling in the air, sorrows and tears.The herd of …
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