You are the prig of my heart
You robbed it like a prig
I love the pattle way you talk
I don't know why but
I am always rapst in you
I want you as a matron of my life
I will prop you like no one can
I like the way you nibble me.
You are like a juicy fruit
You turn into my life
The day I not see you
I get rapst in you
I never want to loose you
I want to marry with you
I love you, Ilove you.
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