I want the same love again but something is there that resists, I think its the type of life I had ,revolving around everyday’s new twist, Hoping all to be fine I need someone to assist, Again bring that bright sun leaving behind these snow mist.
Just turn me on to be the same adventurous girl again, Long drives,open intense love fantasy and the trip plan , Those late night stars ,me n u and my favourite coke can, Everything allowed nothing with a tag of ban.
Let me again fall for all those things that I acutally wanted, With the same person on whom I always counted , With no drama ,no fears and no fences should I be bounded, By the unexplored beauty of the nature I want to be surrounded.
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It was a freak accident of epithelium under anaesthesia. You place a window on to a hollow brain. The money makes the monkey out of you. A green light blocks the fish, your memory, to swim in black thoughts. The
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The rain drops have poured right through my eyes Right again the scars reveals themselves again Shared the broken heart into pieces Wondering the knight might still come Telling the pain it over But pushes hard feeling me I let