Who suture her heart?
It was torn apart.
When I met her
She was smell of liquor.
I waited until she gets sober
And she started talking in anger.
‘I loved him and gave everything
But now he is having an affair
With my sister and they are going to marry soon.’
‘I am very sorry my dear and I too a loner bird
But the problem is that I don’t have a proper roost.
I sleep in a doghouse and how I take you to my sinking ship? ‘
nimal dunuhinga
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