Rayhan Islam Shuvro (28th December,1992 / Jessore, Bangladesh)
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He wants to feel he's not alone.
He wants to make you his someone where he belongs.
I live, I breath, you tear me apart
Familiar faces with fake sympathy.
The burning ashes of our love seems so dead...why!
I kissed your for my love, not for my hunger.
I'm sinking in your waves beneath my sorrows.
I wanna make my last breath holding on to you.
I know all the hurting truth but I don't wanna lose my love, my life my smile,
I don't wanna stay as a stone on your shore.
If you wanna run from him, take him away.He has nothing left to say
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