I built it brick by brick.
I used my HAPPY trick.
Someone came and gave it a prick.
My edifice, it got punctured.
Nothing seemed to bend it, then.
Nothing seems to mend it, now.
They are back.
Though a little slackened.
The ghost memoirs from the past,
They haunt as they return.
I only can wish,
They fade away fast.
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2 comments:
wtf....
bloody heavy stuff!
ki ho gaya puttar? gaanja smack asar te nai kar gaya?
@dRoZzY: Is it? Gut then...andar ka bahar and I feel good :D
Ganja :O
Smack :O
Maybe. ;D hehe
lallu laal!
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