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Nov 2020
It is an idiot's call at night
That tells me that I will sleep
She hasn't got much brains
Neither much of a body

But, I bet she looks good
Under the star light
She's a genius when it comes to
Making me fall in love with her beauty

Because everything she does to say she cares
Makes me wanna kick myself into the ******* road
She thinks I'm a basket case
But, I'm just a lost cause
Splashes of Surreal
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Splashes of Surreal  25/M/New Delhi, India
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