Keep your guard up,
One plus one is no infinity.
Petite is not necessarily pretty.
Baby talks, old songs, winter morning brew?
Don’t be fooled, yes you’ve shamed,
But what was, is, not for you.
Cry over the dead man
Not over the love,
Even if you’re abandoned,
Keep your guard up.
One plus one is no infinity.
Petite is not necessarily pretty.
Baby talks, old songs, winter morning brew?
Don’t be fooled, yes you’ve shamed,
But what was, is, not for you.
Cry over the dead man
Not over the love,
Even if you’re abandoned,
Keep your guard up.
-Abhishikta
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