5 senses, none missing
Still ain't perfect
Too mysterious
Know her once
Know her twice
Know her yet not
The rest way far to reach
Stay or just leave
She's a NOone
worth to share
worth to care
worth to love
worth to cry
worth to even look at
But..
When she loves, she does love
When she cares, she does care
Play her, Spit her, Slap her
Straight at the face
Or miles away
No worries
She never holds revenge
She will forgive
But never forget
Before the split
She'll dropp you a simple gift
A final 'goodhell'
With lots of 'permanent ignorance'
Forever..
Cos..
When she hates, she does hate
May God bless US
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