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Without You... Without you my nights Like a witch who is Boiling me,frying me, And roasting me. Without you my nights... Without you my nights Like a dreadful bitch Whose nails are scratching me, Itching me and bleeding me. Without you my nights... Without you my nights Like a black,big bear Who is chasing me , Biting me, and eating me. Without you my nights... Without you my nights Like a dirty demon His teeth are fearing me, Tearing me and killing me. Without you my nights... Without you my nights Like a vulgar vampire Who is drinking me, Licking me and kicking me. Without you my nights... Without you my nights Like a cruel chameleon Whose tongue is sipping me, Chipping me and chucking me. Without you my nights... Without you my nights Like a sharp snake Who is stinging me, Poisoning me and killing me. Without you my nights... Without you my nights Like a hungry lion Who is squeezing me, Teasing me and tasting me. Without you my nights... Please come,O my dear! Please reach very near, Come soon ,embrace me And remove my fear... Without you my nights... Without you my nights... Without you my nights... Without You... Without you my nights Like a witch who is Boiling me,frying me, And roasting me. Without you my nights...

Without You... Without you my nights Like a witch who is Boiling me,frying me, And roasting me. Without you my nights... Without you my nights Like a dreadful bitch Whose nails are scratching me, Itching me and bleeding me. Without you my nights... Without you my nights Like a black,big bear Who is chasing me , Biting me, and eating me. Without you my nights... Without you my nights Like a dirty demon His teeth are fearing me, Tearing me and killing me. Without you my nights... Without you my nights Like a vulgar vampire Who is drinking me, Licking me and kicking me. Without you my nights... Without you my nights Like a cruel chameleon Whose tongue is sipping me, Chipping me and chucking me. Without you my nights... Without you my nights Like a sharp snake Who is stinging me, Poisoning me and killing me. Without you my nights... Without you my nights Like a hungry lion Who is squeezing me, Teasing me and tasting me. Without you my nights... Please come,O my dear! Please reach very near, Come soon ,embrace me And remove my fear... Without you my nights... Without you my nights... Without you my nights... Without You... Without you my nights Like a witch who is Boiling me,frying me, And roasting me. Without you my nights...

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My life was beautiful once. Picturesque. And, and... What’s that word? Opposite of messy? My life was that. Insomnia, silence and coffee I want to cry an ocean, write a novel, buy some BHKs. Believe me, I want to. But all I do is drink my coffee

My life was beautiful once. Picturesque. And, and... What’s that word? Opposite of messy? My life was that. Insomnia, silence and coffee I want to cry an ocean, write a novel, buy some BHKs. Believe me, I want to. But all I do is drink my coffee

Jyotish Jha

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🆂🆃🅰🆈🅰🆆🅰🆁🅴 🅾🅵 🅲🅾🅻🅾🆁 (Secret's Of Colors🎨) #secreatsofcolors #UsedInHoli 𝐃𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 (𝓦𝓸𝓻𝓽𝓱 𝓽𝓸 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭 𝓯𝓾𝓵𝓵 𝓒𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷) 🖍️🖍️ɢᴜʟᴀʟ (गुलाल), ᴀʟꜱᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ᴀꜱ ᴀʙɪʀ (अबीर), is the traditional name

🆂🆃🅰🆈🅰🆆🅰🆁🅴 🅾🅵 🅲🅾🅻🅾🆁 (Secret's Of Colors🎨) #secreatsofcolors #UsedInHoli 𝐃𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 (𝓦𝓸𝓻𝓽𝓱 𝓽𝓸 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭 𝓯𝓾𝓵𝓵 𝓒𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷) 🖍️🖍️ɢᴜʟᴀʟ (गुलाल), ᴀʟꜱᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ᴀꜱ ᴀʙɪʀ (अबीर), is the traditional name

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Heck! I don't desire to recall you, every single instance. (CAPTION) "You Are The Scar" There are wounds that heal and there are some that stay; Fetid and putrescent, they remain rancorous, all the way. There

Heck! I don't desire to recall you, every single instance. (CAPTION) "You Are The Scar" There are wounds that heal and there are some that stay; Fetid and putrescent, they remain rancorous, all the way. There

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Time— running elusive (Caption) Why we are so obsessed with things around us, which reminds us of the passing times—the watches, the clocks, a calendar ? We are so obsesse

Time— running elusive (Caption) Why we are so obsessed with things around us, which reminds us of the passing times—the watches, the clocks, a calendar ? We are so obsesse