Sanjana Sunilkumar
Drama Crime Thriller
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The Power Of ...
Evy
Snowy, The Pu...
Here comes Ra...
I am more
Fighting For ...
Many more blu...
Not another C...
The dirty dru...
The psycho si...
I allowed myself to be lulled Into a peaceful slumber By the warm east wind. I allowed myself to be lulled Into a peaceful slumber By the warm east wind.
As red heels sing along the pathway, They synchronize through the beats As red heels sing along the pathway, They synchronize through the beats
He or she doesn't define who you are, Nothing as beautiful as you I find on par... He or she doesn't define who you are, Nothing as beautiful as you I find on p...
"Sorry" might not reside in your millennial dictionary. "Sorry" might not reside in your millennial dictionary.
Every ray of sunlight speaks a different story Every ray of sunlight speaks a different story
Caught fireflies to store their light on a page Caught fireflies to store their light on a page
Many times before, you were expectant, but today you decided to become a mother... Many times before, you were expectant, but today you decided to become a mother....
History is a big part for the human race ... History is a big part for the human race ...
Do I hear the prayers of, Joy, hope, despair, foreboding... Do I hear the prayers of, Joy, hope, despair, foreboding...
Several grey fish. A whirlpool in the ocean, An apparently unidirectional circle. Several grey fish. A whirlpool in the ocean, An apparently unidirectional cir...
Yes I am a single woman and I have a beautiful life... Yes I am a single woman and I have a beautiful life...
First time when I went to school, I was so nervous, I was intimidated by the people around me... First time when I went to school, I was so nervous, I was intimidated by the pe...
The din grows loud, disarray roams The din grows loud, disarray roams
The hair has turned grey The hair has turned grey
There is wrong, there is right, There is wrong, there is right,
Oh Religion! Thou perplex'd fool, Oh Religion! Thou perplex'd fool,
Let's pull off this disparity, can't we? Let's pull off this disparity, can't we?
The cuts and the bruises never faded The cuts and the bruises never faded
the sunsets.... the sunsets....
Why is it always thing that we need, Goes out of our grasp... Why is it always thing that we need, Goes out of our grasp...
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