seeing your smile
beneath the red rain..
your name tiled
above butterflies' train..
Gee, wish i could make another earth just for us
plant the fruit of affection...
the sun shines and it's a just
the birds are murmuring our reflection..
you're the piece of heaven
Dear Lord must be so kind,
He beg us to have the perfect life,
so you grew up to be my wife,
i want you to change your last name and be my wife
God....i sorely love her...
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