There is lot to say,
but every time I'm slay
I don't know how to express my self
How to share my thought
How to tell my crave
How to mould my staffs
There is a lot of thing
Which, I want to scream
But I was stuck
like a bug
In a mud
I'm fade up
by all daily slug
Pissed off
By my own thought
Which always block
my mind from every where
Screaming from the top
Teasing me non stop..😕😕😕
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_SBF❤
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When My Heart Speaks....
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