Voice
Drunk voice
If I stand up in the tank like sholay Sean laugh in my dreams
I hate you
But most to die before knowing that how you doing well
And confused who will get cry first you who know me long time or who tolerate since first day
I love you like drunk on the roof to shout stupid that like me
But its a new trend mean not to do drama in drunk voice
With love all
Jagdish Bajantri
Copyright © Jagdish Bajantri | Year Posted 2018
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