Goggles on eyes, with brown stylish hair
Trimmed beard and his face was fair
Cool white pants and a royal blue shirt
Hidden from world, were pieces of heart
When a normal guy, with a normal taste
His love wasn't love, his love was waste
What he had wished and what he got
Thirst at its peak, with an empty pot
With love in his heart, he wished to die
Wasn't lucky enough, to say goodbye..
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