How Are You My Story
This Was Our Story
How is your story?
To whom should I tell your story?
Never miss your story,
How is your story...
I took the story with you,
I continued to experience your story with pain.
I kept telling you the story of mine,
I am telling my story, your story...
I kept writing my story with my blood,
I kept asking the story with my pen.
My pen keeps telling the story,
My pen keeps telling your story...
When the whole story will be expected, your
I have come to you and tell you the story of mine.
Every day you have to come, tell your story difficult
My story shakes me until my conscience...
When I come near you find yourself helpless.
My mind gets distraught, ears become helpless to hear your story.
When the story is heard all around you,
I am helpless to hear your story...
Don't leave us now, the story is incomplete except us,
Then who will tell you our story every day?
Don't leave us like this, our story is incomplete now,
Sometimes stay for a moment, tell me with you our story...
This Photo Symbol of Love
Now consider our true story and listen to our story,
Every day we tell a little bit of our story.
If you don't want to feel sorry, listen to our story right
This is my story, what is my name, this is our story...
Well for God, thanks for being our story,
Do not ask for well, but you should be our story.
We should be a strange story of poor, we are yours,
Be the pearl that flows day and night from the ashes...
Do not ever make the distance our last hope from you,
The eyes of the eyes are so uncountable for us.
Don't leave the story incomplete;
Wait a moment, listen to our story with you...
If you can not relieve someone's pain in life, then there is nothing to listen to...— CHATRA RAM LAHUA
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