You,no your eyes stare my eyes.
It's same on both side.
But you know,I am enduring it.
What are you to me?
How would you feel If I asked this to you?
I remember the day
when we met first time
I am enduring that feeling.
Sep 28, 2017
Sep 28, 2017 at 1:50 AM UTC
You,no your eyes stare my eyes.
It's same on both side.
But you know,I am enduring it.
What are you to me?
How would you feel If I asked this to you?
I remember the day
when we met first time
I am enduring that feeling.
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