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Here we go again
Putting emotions into ink
Filling white pages
Inch by inch
I will not stop
I will just repeat and repeat
Until I fall asleep
Regret
Feel Me
Fall asleep
For You
Completely Br...
Don't Let Me ...
Love Properly
Our Fate
Begin Again
I clasp the pitcher to quench my thirst, Just then the claps of thunder... I clasp the pitcher to quench my thirst, Just then the claps of thunder...
So, the debate between friendship and love flares up again; It’s been quite long, with the situatio... So, the debate between friendship and love flares up again; It’s been quite lon...
Feelings are like crooked lines of our heartbeats, Staying inside... Feelings are like crooked lines of our heartbeats, Staying inside...
Winters crept in, the weathers chill, With misty morns and foggy nights... Winters crept in, the weathers chill, With misty morns and foggy nights...
The earth begs us to save it... The earth begs us to save it...
How and when was the "Search of self", easy? How and when was the "Search of self", easy?
While we are small we say I want to be older, As we get older we say I want to be younger... While we are small we say I want to be older, As we get older we say I want t...
But what of the humans dying so???? But what of the humans dying so????
He doesn't want to dive deep anymore... He doesn't want to dive deep anymore...
Together we'll paint the planet! Together we'll paint the planet!
Glued to the pages, she is now lost, In this new life and a new identity.. Glued to the pages, she is now lost, In this new life and a new identity..
I repeat this ritual, till my heart stops feeling like it would implode, I repeat this ritual, till my heart stops feeling like it would implode,
They were searching for something, In the garbage heap. They were searching for something, In the garbage heap.
And now though strange, we want the Mondays back Because we only pine for what is not and then wish... And now though strange, we want the Mondays back Because we only pine for what ...
Always live with your colour... Always live with your colour...
The butterfly kisses the flowers.. The butterfly kisses the flowers..
Listen my friend, my dear tree... Listen my friend, my dear tree...
Not to anyone but to yourself. Not to anyone but to yourself.
It’s the money you think, that will make you happy? It’s the money you think, that will make you happy?
Unfortunately, I realized the ocean just dried up... Unfortunately, I realized the ocean just dried up...
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