May 2019
A half love,
And half pain.
Put her out,
She jumps again,
no one ever,
Saw her sing,
as crying is ,
What she did.
And half pain.
Put her out,
She jumps again,
no one ever,
Saw her sing,
as crying is ,
What she did.
Written by
vaishnavi vesavkar
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