Written By Sagar Raj Vidyarthi
There's a cold breeze blowing down to the north, Enchanting my flowers and my leaves dancing to its rhythm up in lonely sky. While I sit here lurking in the dark waiting for you to come running down to me, To drench my thirst, to end this trauma once and for all as i've been waiting for you in agony since a long time. Is that really too much to ask for?Download
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