Flowers die,
Rivers dry up;
But, a lovely treasure is forever!
Like the works of the truth.
Memories fade,
All things come to an end;
But, a lovely treasure is forever!
Like the works of the truth.
It's about life,
It's about love,
It's about you and me;
A great past!
With exceptional values.
The muse of life,
To eat the humble pie;
But, hips don't lie.
The muse of life,
With the ability to tolerate each other;
Moving on with the works of peace.
My fondest moment!
Like a tantalising piece of sweet meat;
With a whole new experience.
Setbacks of life! !
The focus and the concentrations;
But, i just need a stage for my sage.
Tolerance and co-existence,
Life is a series of tests;
With sweet memories goneby.
The decency and the exigency!
But, see no evil and, hear no evil;
And, to do the right thing always.
Entrust me with your love,
Entrust me with your mind,
Pupilage!
Breasts do speak;
However, investment is no charity.
The muse of life,
With the righteous ways of life;
As it was and, as it were.
Like a tantalising piece of meat, nice muse dear Edward
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With the muse of life! Lovely!