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Ronak Jain

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Ronak Jain

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Paralyzed

Paralyzed

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Numb skin, red eyes,

Miss those arms, that paradise.

Pink lips, shiny eyes,

A strange voice? Paralyzed.


Early mornings, late nights,

Caffeine mugs and dim lights.

Same texts, same fights,

A strange face? Paralyzed.


Head full of dreams,

Pizzas and tubs of ice creams.

New dates, new lies,

A strange love? Paralyzed.


Friday evenings to Sunday nights,

Dinner parties and sloshed nights,

A new outfit, a new disguise,

A strange weekend? Paralyzed.


Future's safe, future's bright,

Shiny ring and a dark night,

Two dates, one night,

A strange game? Paralyzed


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