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Just Look Into My Eyes Baby

Look into my eyes.

Tell me what you see.

It won't be happy.

It won't be p

Love (3)
Love bade me welcome: yet my soul drew back,
Guilty of dust and sin.
But quick-eyed Love,

Start Fresh

I wanna start fresh...

 

and forget this place, the wicked world I live in,<

Love Is A Game

She wants a man

I can be that man

I will treat her right

as right as a sh

three frog baby

Three baby frogs grandma said not to bother
Usko Paney Ki chahat

रंजिश क्या करे हम उनसे

ये अपना दिल

Love Online

How did this happen I continue to ask?

As I get online waiting for time to pass

Y

How It Used To Be

I saw her during recess

And then again at lunch

I kinda liked to tease her

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BAS THODI DER

बस थोड़ी सी देर के लिए तुम्हारा मुझसे

Hope Is The Thing With Feathers

"Hope" is the thing with feathers -

That perches in the soul -

And sings the tune

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