Title: वैकल्पिक

Text: You left me falling and landing inside my grave, I know that you want me dead. I take prescriptions to make me feel a-ok, I know it's all in my head. I have these lucid dreams where I can't move a thing, thinking of you in my bed. You were my everything, thoughts of a wedding ring, now I'm just better off dead. प्रत्येक पराग्राफले परीक्षण हुनेछ।

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