Thy presence is heavenly pleasure,
Heart yells, Damn am always waiting for you.
Unable to express my feelings.
I die every day, with my feelings killing me
Shall die or be as normal as others are
It’s fine, if you go away too.
Once allow me to place my head on your lap.
And take my last breathe.
Awaiting for you, though every second spend in
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