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I Still Love Her.
Sometimes I wonder,
Whether am I wrongly taught,
Or she had messed up my thoughts.
She is a rose of two colours.
Mysterious as a blue rose,
As pretty as a red rose.
Each time I looked into her eyes,
I got lost in the pool of lies.
Thought she likes me,
What a fool of ne.
Thought she hate me,
What a joke to me.
I wish that one day she would realise,
About the meaning of love,
Then we should be able to sit before the sunrise,
And I shall kiss her with love.
She's someone I've been missing,
Hopefully she can see how...