This was once upon a time.
Once a time when,
Jack Daniel at 2 pm
When doubtful smirks,
0.26% words and the rest silence
Awkward smiles and creepy stares.

This was when,
Music only meant dancing
No lyrics,
Loud beats you not know of
When e-chord was no valued
This was when,
Hatred started to grow
Distance took its toll
When two became company
And three, crowd.

Dongaala

 
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