Treasure Island

maria sudibyo

(280883 / parist van java)

HELP!


First you laugh
Then you cry
Still I love you so much!
You too much occupy my heart

You are cold
On mountain top
But I’m always looking for you!
I don’t want anybody else but you

Girls, prepare your land!
Before your heart flies and crushed down
And you don’t have a chance scream for help
HELP!
Because love is malice
It likes to grow without permission

You are red
Jealous strikes
Still my heart beats for you!
You are the most beautiful creature I ever met

You are mad
Saying bad
But I just can’t forget you!
You have mysterious power over me

Boys, watch out your step!
Before your pride swept by the flood
And you don’t have a chance shout for help
HELP!
Because love is vengeance
It will revenge those who play

Submitted: Tuesday, June 08, 2010

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