I seriously do not know your cell number. I feel so many times to talk to you but frankly truly absolutely truly I do not know your cell number nor your Bombay address. I seriously have no idea if you love me at all, or you are simply playing like a spoil t child. any how that's your concern I am writing a poem for you as earlier told its my pass time non the less its psychiatric disorder only.
life has gone waste
love its true
when see or visualize the future
its horrible
then I feel
some how I can say
you are not for property business
or flat business
neither you will kill navu nor ricky
god has taken many things away from them
its the saddest part with me
I simply cant help it
it s life you see love.
do tell me
your number.
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