πΉπΉ β€on the road of rose β€πΉπΉ...πΆ
πΉπΉβ€ actually i don't have the luxury of love β€, how will i stay dearβ€πΉ ...it is verry difficult for me ,πto struggle with the burden of exploitation consumed by poverty β€πΉ,ohh so hard ππΉ..! thats why am hidden some colour of my life carefully , only for happiness of my homeβ€ π‘ ,the person who has no colour ππ¨ in his life β€can that person intoxication of love awaken in his life β€..? can,t they ,Even if your known and unknown face comes floating and disturbs me a lot πβ€β€ ,and then i want to greet your familiar face with the colour of rose πβ€πΉπΉπ·π€ ,to embrace youππ truely with a carpet of fallen rose flowers..πβ€β€ππΉπΉπΉ..πΆ,i also wish that β¨your footsteps touch in my dreamy heart of colourful love β€πβ¨ππ ,and there you show me my dear πβ€πΉ..A colourful intoxication of your intimate love πA colourful path..β¨πΆπΆπππ ,And show rose smell πΉππlike fall road...πΆ,unbreakable love β€ in a versatile mix ππΉ,and thats why i wait for you π..every nightdear βͺ β€πΉ , in the colourful world ππ of my dreams β¨β¨ , For you to come throughthe path of the fragrance that falls on the way πβ€πππΉπΉπΉπΉπΆπΆπΆ,jayanta π
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