Forever Mine
When she was young and innocent
Her looks needn’t no exception
She was more of an angel
Pure in heart and soul
She never acted like a betrayer
One, everyone would admire
I tried this charming soul on luck
Even friendship could have worked
But more came between
I believed she was an angel
I gave her my attention
I lost contacts for her
I lost loved ones for her
More so she new she could take my heart too
I guess I went on to be more submisive
That’s how I lost my charming flower, Rose
But in mind, heart, soul, she will stay
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