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PAIN
Its like a high when I write these words on a piece of paper.
But it seems like my life is scattered
from eye to eye to death patterns.
Resolving problems are the basic honors.....
One side I see foes, the other corner is regular.......
I would say that plenty of my thoughts are now vanished like the sweet smell of soil when the clouds cried out loud.
Moreover, if you feel me, I would say that you better feel your pain first.....
zubair
© ZUBAIR
But it seems like my life is scattered
from eye to eye to death patterns.
Resolving problems are the basic honors.....
One side I see foes, the other corner is regular.......
I would say that plenty of my thoughts are now vanished like the sweet smell of soil when the clouds cried out loud.
Moreover, if you feel me, I would say that you better feel your pain first.....
zubair
© ZUBAIR
