ageing of life
The zeal of my frankly nature vanished somewhere
The beautiful reflection of my youth loss slowly
desires are dyeing slowly
am I getting old
probably yes
may be not yet
but something is broken
hide somewhere
if you find let me aware
The beautiful reflection of my youth loss slowly
desires are dyeing slowly
am I getting old
probably yes
may be not yet
but something is broken
hide somewhere
if you find let me aware