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Mar 2020
I know what
Your girlfriends
Call me
They phone me
Each in every way
While you ghost me everyday
They could kick me
Because I'm not six feet ten
But, you like lanky men
They tower over you
While I stood by you
Through thick and thin
I can't stand losing us
To those losers
You chose me over them
Right?
Aditya Roy
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Aditya Roy  27/M/New Delhi, India
(27/M/New Delhi, India)   
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