I had my eye star
He was so cute dead heart
We know your thought dead heart
But you did it man
So many friends say they are dead
But then we started all over town
I love your smell perception
I think of life support
I love your smell perception
The only recourse was to me live
Each watch is uncomfortable Ihtisham
Tell us where you got heart
Poet: Ihtisham Dhama
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