Someone
Someone
Someone who have her dreams
For me
Which is the reason I show my
Seheald like snail
The sound of war is going my blood hot like a lava for kids it's ice
My kindness welcome me my secret
Rap
Her words like that you climb up I become your stick
My mother mess my message to un drain no buddy cares no buddy cares I have a stick you don't have dear
With love all
Jagdish Bajantri
Copyright © Jagdish Bajantri | Year Posted 2021
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