Why Is It
Why is it ?
In the morning why is it?
All of my field of red roses
Fade on her lips
Why is it? That's my all roads which goes to her house doom dam tik tak cover with fog
Why is it? I am eager to kiss her
Because she is a thief of my red rose gloss to polish by lip to lip I miss hell down like my life Why is it?
With love all
Jagdish Bajantri
Copyright © Jagdish Bajantri | Year Posted 2021
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