Diya Barmecha
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I am an outcast
A book is where I only fit in
I love books for this
Try So Hard
Not To Know
A Little Of T...
In another sh...
One Language ...
Damaged Goods...
An Eye For An...
Trying...
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Hope
You know bub It all comes back Sure does You know bub It all comes back Sure does
In me Death resides. Life still dwells In me Death resides. Life still dwells
How many different people Are there inside you? How many different people Are there inside you?
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...
But fate had something different written. But fate had something different written.
Very nice... Very nice...
Ain't thou an unsolved mystery, The deepest ocean of enigma? Ain't thou an unsolved mystery, The deepest ocean of enigma?
Befog days nearing, Survive in uncertainty. Befog days nearing, Survive in uncertainty.
I miss you dad from the bottom of my heart. I miss you dad from the bottom of my heart.
Drowned is the heart in the seas of pain, It doesn't want to see me... Drowned is the heart in the seas of pain, It doesn't want to see me...
He doesn't want to dive deep anymore... He doesn't want to dive deep anymore...
You read fast only to be in gone a flash, You jump in the story with a guy with a mask. You read fast only to be in gone a flash, You jump in the story with a guy with...
I repeat this ritual, till my heart stops feeling like it would implode, I repeat this ritual, till my heart stops feeling like it would implode,
'Breathe' they say.... 'Breathe' they say....
Always live with your colour... Always live with your colour...
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.
Fragile as a bubble of shroud, Undying as a tale read aloud! Fragile as a bubble of shroud, Undying as a tale read aloud!
In darkest hours Of death, defeats, and loss and pain. In darkest hours Of death, defeats, and loss and pain.
Listen my friend, my dear tree... Listen my friend, my dear tree...
What we had in common - our restlessness, our impassioned spirits, and a love for the open road. What we had in common - our restlessness, our impassioned spirits, and a love fo...
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