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Tragedy Fantasy
If a girl
Writes by mistake wrong
Tell her correction
It not mean said vulgar word
Don't think no one is mind
Given respect to anyone
Everyone do mistakes in writing
It not mean talk anything without thinking
The night
Mumma Mumma
मन के रंग
Couple Mistak...
Pls Don't go
Lgbt Love
Fever
Marriage with...
Black Magicia...
What a shame
And I know you'll forgive me... And I know you'll forgive me...
Go slow, will you? I need time to grieve Go slow, will you? I need time to grieve
Someday somewhere we shall own a glance; Perhaps few moments of a fascinating trance; Someday somewhere we shall own a glance; Perhaps few moments of a fascinating...
What was once garbage and forgotten Now a beautiful flower What was once garbage and forgotten Now a beautiful flower
I'm afraid to look into the mirror, Because I don't find the old me, I'm afraid to look into the mirror, Because I don't find the old me,
She sat in the densest depths Of the dungeons of her mind, She sat in the densest depths Of the dungeons of her mind,
Finally she had left in way, That made everyone’s heart sway. Finally she had left in way, That made everyone’s heart sway.
I was born to breathe! I was born to breathe!
Years rolled off the miles; off the chosen track, Hither I wait! Still thy touch: oblivious to th... Years rolled off the miles; off the chosen track, Hither I wait! Still thy to...
The love that has to be occurred between... The love that has to be occurred between...
I never hated my life, I just never wanted to be alive. I never hated my life, I just never wanted to be alive.
One more day passed away, to bring again the unwelcome darkness. One more day passed away, to bring again the unwelcome darkness.
Life leaves an uneven trail for us to repair. World may but your life would never make you feel ... Life leaves an uneven trail for us to repair. World may but your life would ...
It comes with signs like stillness and ceasing of breath... It comes with signs like stillness and ceasing of breath...
Echoing in my head.... Echoing in my head....
Life is a caravan We travel together Life is a caravan We travel together
Buried lied she in a foliage of scarlet and gold Buried lied she in a foliage of scarlet and gold
Don’t touch my heart with your dark dirty hands.... Don’t touch my heart with your dark dirty hands....
The death was inevitable! The death was inevitable!
How could lonely poetess like me communicate without stars? How could lonely poetess like me communicate without stars?
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