
I feel i am falling from above
As a thud to the ground beneath
Attached to the string of love
Even if my heart is broken into pieces
Yet the fall does not pain me
Though love treated me cruelly
Worshipping thee with tits & bits
Yet I could not make it seen clearly
Like before i handle love with care
At last the ideal form in it i stared
Unchaining my heart all that i have
Still it leads me to nowhere
All I plead is one little thing
Do not consider this as a fling
Neither I crave for your pity
Hold me tight for the love i bring
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