Drawstring
Whom I have lose
It's a demand of my life
When she was in Bank
I saw her hair band
She was an angel
I am a devil
Drum of drums into my heart
When I saw but she is an angel
I am a fool she is quite
Daily comes in My dreams
Now I am not a good person
She thinks so sad draw string of
My clothes always depends for her anklet of My lungi goes up and down in her is this My fault or
My lust she thinks God bless
Her I just want that My drawstring
Nerve ever open for her because she is a cheater of life.
With love all
Jagdish bajantri
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