Pain is seen in his eyes
Those which now unseen in the public and the social world
Being far from world he cut his wood edges , rocks 🪨 and mountains of his own negative thoughts
Hold on boy you’re about to come and touch the time , which you have never seen so far
Weed smile wonder blushes on in your eyes
Pupils gets bigger and toungue get numb with the taste of my scar
Hard to Taste but the smell never forgets , curly hairs of her , sexy curve those thigh legs
By Ritukaur
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