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SHRI RISHIJA

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SHRI RISHIJA

Drama

One Cry

One Cry

1 min
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I cry, I fear,

But no one listens to my tears,

Oh God I hate my life,

Which had never in a particular sight.


Either on,

I think later on,

My sorrow, my pain,

Let me bring some experience gain,

Oh God I hate my life,

Which had never in a particular sight.


I don't have friends, I don't have trends,

I feel dense when I see sorrow immens,

Oh God I hate my life,

Which had never in a particular sight.


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