Wow, my happiness, whenever you kept me happy, after that I went away crying, then should I call my luck bad or call myself a rejected person or a loser! God, what should I blame you, when all our own supporters left us and went away, then whether we were happy or sad, we kept on crying in both the times.
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Author:
Nr (
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- Category: Sad
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