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Pooja Kapoor Ahuja

Fantasy

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Pooja Kapoor Ahuja

Fantasy

Fantasy

Fantasy

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I was getting dead from within, 

That's the bloody game played by him. 


Ripping my sentiments into small pieces, 

Was my life meant to be without riches? 


Hurled away and buried like debris, 

Was I allowed to get some day free? 


Yes, I was all set to soar, 

Not under the supervision anymore... 


Now I am a free bird, 

Strolling forth in my own Disney Land. 


I am the princess of the world, 

Love the way I dress and glow. 


I look like a fairy, 

That's What people know. 


I eat, I play, I dance and sing, 

Acting like a slay queen. 


I am my own world, 

Nobody can take hold of me. 


Now I am all carefree, 

No worries at all I can see. 


And that's all my fantasy. 

That's all my fantasy. 



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