Can you give me two seconds? I have to read her message
If I don't read and reply; her heart will bleed: her message
Aft' fighting with me over night bars, when I'm out of home
Provided she's made happy, she has agreed: her message
I am sitting on this bench to think about my business
Can't diminish after me your women's greed: her message
She is a flower which blooms when touched and becomes fragrant
Just like love's plant she has grown and was it's seed her message
I've kept all her letters safe like they are my greatest wealth
She hates me, but for me is a sacred creed her message
She's my baby angel, can tell lies to hide her secrets
To my drives, with innocent curves, can mislead her message
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