I''ve written a poem for you: Twinkle twinkle little star, you should know what you are, and once you know what you are, Mental hospital is not so far.
I will lend you my shoulder for you to cry on, my ears to listen to you, my hand for you to hold, my feet to walk with you but i can not lend you my heart because it already belongs to you.
Parhai karo
fail hone se mat daro
larkiyan chero
badnami se mat daro
her larki ko propose karo
Inkar se na daro
Kyunki
GEETA main likha
hai
karam karo
Phal ki chinta mat karo.......
Whisky, Beer & Cigarettes Are A Person''s Worst Enemies...
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Rn''t They...?
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But The Man Who Run Away 4rm His Enemy Is A Coward
So Cheers... ;->
