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My life , Is something that I never cared off Living the boring , in this human hive . After my every bed off It is quite possible That Tommorow I may be gone I won't be there in my home Cause I'm now out of life ..... I may be in the memories Of some But I don't want to be remembered By anyone Throw me if I'm in your frames Throw my songs if I'd ever sung But when I'm gone. Keep up headphone and listen a song But it's your life Carry on with a smile .
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Jan 22, 2021
Jan 22, 2021 at 8:34 PM UTC
When I'm gone
My life , Is something that I never cared off Living the boring , in this human hive . After my every bed off It is quite possible That Tommorow I may be gone I won't be there in my home Cause I'm now out of life ..... I may be in the memories Of some But I don't want to be remembered By anyone Throw me if I'm in your frames Throw my songs if I'd ever sung But when I'm gone. Keep up headphone and listen a song But it's your life Carry on with a smile .
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Aditya_HR
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Jan 22, 2021
Jan 22, 2021 at 8:34 PM UTC
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