Have ever you thought.
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The Whole World Adopt Indian Culture
I'm sorry for hurting you, like the way I do
I'm sorry for the hurtful things I always sa
Tick tock...tick tock...
Life is counting down on your internal clock.
A little bit angry through the years,
A whole lot lonely through my tears.
A wond
I've got nothing left to say.
It's like the words ran away.
And I'
I have a heart and it's quite broken.
I read your words as if they were spoken.
Y
The past is the past for a reason.
That is where it is supposed to stay,
But some
Walking in the shadow of fear,
drowning endlessly by a single tear,
running along
You made me run away
from those who loved me anyway.
You pushed me down into the
No other friend is quite like you.
No other friend could do exactly what you do.
The world just sometimes feels like
I don't fit and don't belong,
And even when I
