Shriyeta Biswas
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Magic my man
Are you turning
My body into a thousand
Of smiles.
Black magic is
Your touch
Making me breathe.
Home Quaranti...
Morning Madne...
Unforgettable...
Time Travel
Oh so lonely
Magic Ink
Caught Red-Ha...
Serendipity
Only If
Eyes
When a tree falls in a forest Does it make any noise? When a tree falls in a forest Does it make any noise?
Those depths perpetuated life in me, And I saw myself getting 'Reborn' Those depths perpetuated life in me, And I saw myself getting 'Reborn'
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...
nice.. nice..
I know you don't need me anymore. I know you don't need me anymore.
Who is this invisible man?... Who is this invisible man?...
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 only thing I could give you is my heartfelt words of thankfulness and of course some health advi... The only thing I could give you is my heartfelt words of thankfulness and of cou...
I miss you dad from the bottom of my heart. I miss you dad from the bottom of my heart.
Oh! What do I tell you about my plight! That's how I spend the wee hours of every night. Oh! What do I tell you about my plight! That's how I spend the wee hours of eve...
Shadows of smeared grey afloat in a dusky eve. Bella, can you hear the sound of candles burning? Shadows of smeared grey afloat in a dusky eve. Bella, can you hear the sound of ...
And darling, I'm scared. Won't you take me home? And darling, I'm scared. Won't you take me home?
She was petite, with long hair neatly combed into a bun, Her eyes always carried the burden of he... She was petite, with long hair neatly combed into a bun, Her eyes always carr...
My city is waiting for her delightful children, To welcome them with open hearts, My city is waiting for her delightful children, To welcome them with open heart...
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..
Nice.. Nice..
eventually became a rebel... eventually became a rebel...
The moment my head hits the soft pillow I delve into a world of peace. The moment my head hits the soft pillow I delve into a world of peace.
It’s the money you think, that will make you happy? It’s the money you think, that will make you happy?
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