The Modern College Girl
Wears her lavender Sunday dress,
The Modern College Girl
She makes everything so fresh.

The Modern College Girl
With talent in her voice,
The Modern College Girl
She knows it's her only choice.

She sings for the mountains,
She sings for the sky,
And the melody of her soul,
Wanna make me fly.

The Modern College Girl,
Is as lovely as she is sweet,
But the Modern College Girl
Is being murdered from within.

Her voice, to her, is cyanide
As each song, she sings,
Erodes her, a little bit.

But Melody,
She knows her only choice,
The double-edged sword,
That is her voice.

The Modern College Girl,
Pours out her heart,
The Modern College Girl,
Her life is being torn apart.

The Modern College Girl,
Was lovely as was she sweet,
Hanging from the ceiling,
They took her life, by deceit

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MY CS:GO DAYS
ON 40 FPS

Reminds me of the time,
When I neither had brains,
Nor the brawls
Now I have both, brawls-brains,
And still, I miss my shots.

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You were my optimism,
Now cigarette, rum and
All those other nasty things
Fail to fill that void.

What remains of me:
A pair, of burnt lungs,
A dying liver,
A shredded vein,
A lifeless soul.

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This night, a cold silent grim
With stars shimmering in the beyond
And darkness spreading its whim

This night, a castrated dream
With notes written with tears
Of those who can cry, but cannot scream

This night, the moon tainted red
With blood pooled on the table
Of her who lived, like she was dead

This night, those hungry souls
With food rotting on the street
But not filling their bowls.

They all look above,
At the stars shimmering in the beyond
Little do they know,
Stars are gone from the sky, for all.

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যতদিন সিগরেট যলছে ,
টান দিতে থাকো,

নইলে অ্যসট্রের জমে থাকা ছাই,
একদিন আমার সবাই।

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You think of me as a good lyricist,
But that art is lost on me.
I was none but haze and gray,
Until you showed me the way.

I saw you first, like a distant star.
Divine, but so so far.
Then cups of tea and many things later,
We became what we are to each other.

I know this lyric is awful,
And the meter is wrong.
But nothing in life is perfect,
Except for you, my star.

You are, my dear Bani,
The friend I always need.
You are, my dear Bani,
The person I want to love.

For you are the one for me,
Am I the one for you?

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Sometimes, things
that seem to fall apart,
end up falling into
the right places.

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It's in time of crisis that people show their true colours - paranoid, scared, devastated and yet people all over the world are standing together; singing prayers for people they don't know; helping people they don't know; sacrificing themselves for people they don't know.

It's in this time of crisis: the people, separated by land and sea and mountains and borders and bureaucracies and religion have united: have become one.

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On a winter night, the station was cold
The platform was dark; the benches still
Warmth came from tears, that sorrows fill,
Her fingers freezing, with no hands to hold.

A few trains came- none waited for her,
Trinkets from the past made her memories stir,
Those she had longed, had left her behind.
Their friendly smiles, we're now courtesy in kind.

The cold grew colder as the night grew dark.
The girl once loved by all,
Was tossed out of the ark.

The flooding winter,
Drowned her soul.
She was left, all alone.

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self-affliction:
Staying in agony for the sake of
someone else's happiness.

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