He was a kind of guy
She would never buy
She was a kind of girl
He would never sell
To her he was notorious
To him she was precious
To her he was a fool
To him she was cool
He has never loved anyone like her
But she has decided to stay afar
She has never hated anyone like him
But he would always see her in his dream
He heard she died after being sick
He thought it was only a boys trick
For long she was out of sight
Now occurring that they were right
Sorrow now filled his heart
Forever thorn apart
He knew his life would be forever sad
Forgetting her would be very hard
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