Lost with your denial,
Thrusted with your pleasing ignorance,
Allured with your earnestly,
Divulged in your chastity,
And, horned to the verbose!
O Baby, you won over me more than my purpose of being together..
Long ride from Kathmandu
All the way to Pokhara
Your words and me
Are the company together
In the journey of getting distant!
Your irritation,
Your anger,
Your rejection,
Your disapproval
Are my defective aspects to loose you..
Am suffering!!
Your rejection,
Your disapproval
Are my defective aspects to loose you..
Am suffering!!
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