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No parachutes, down I fell
Into the hot pit of hell
Roasting up in everyday
On the queue to better days
Sadly, I am the laughing stock
But I do not give a single fuck!
Against all odds, with an aim
To have success, my name to claim
Under lit candles I bent my neck
Hoping the sky will give me a perk
But the blurred dark cloud extended
Turning lionhearted to an hen,
If you were me, what will you do
When legit fails to pay the dues.
Yes! she is beautifulAnd oh yes! It is trueBut mallow is evilSaying, mirror mirror!Her eyes are wild openYet she just wrecks the coneA proud witch…
You are a Swan, sweetest of wineBeauty of a peacock, an immortal luckThe carnation in ample of an appleAnd a sparrow of the Cupid’s arrow.…
The gate was dilatingTen fingers were waitingTo unwrap the presentThe Lord God hath sent...Twenty twenty two,The date was twentiethThat night, Angels sangThe sweetest of melodies.Tangential…
At times I wish I could bragAbout a white greenish flag;Symbolizing endowmentMeant to be inherited… Soil, air and underground Blessed with the best ever foundTrenches…
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