FROM THE PEN OF ABUBACKER SHOAIB ABBASI SAGAR
.LOVE.
i was lost in vaiLLy of love
where i cant serve my self.
everwere i just see the pain
runing like a blood in the vain.
i just stood there alone
why i every one want there own
pain pain pain pain pain
why i every one wanna come here
why i every one wana be addicted ,
why they dont see the poision.
what kind of fukin emotion ..
but i found nothing
but love is some thing..
i dont know whats wrong with me
i also want to live here
i know i could be hurted
because pain is twinkling every were .
i want to be addicted .
like a prisnoer have to stricted.
i dont know why i was last there
but i know she is some were .
holding love in her hand
waiting for a big stand .
i love the pain factor of love
i dont want to be serve
i want to serve
because this is the love
.LOVE.
i was lost in vaiLLy of love
where i cant serve my self.
everwere i just see the pain
runing like a blood in the vain.
i just stood there alone
why i every one want there own
pain pain pain pain pain
why i every one wanna come here
why i every one wana be addicted ,
why they dont see the poision.
what kind of fukin emotion ..
but i found nothing
but love is some thing..
i dont know whats wrong with me
i also want to live here
i know i could be hurted
because pain is twinkling every were .
i want to be addicted .
like a prisnoer have to stricted.
i dont know why i was last there
but i know she is some were .
holding love in her hand
waiting for a big stand .
i love the pain factor of love
i dont want to be serve
i want to serve
because this is the love
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