Lifting her up in my hands,
Heart Racing faster than Light Speed
Without any errands.
The Redness of her Nose,
When we came Close,
Her Tight Hugs > Drugs,
And ofcourse our fav. Mugs,
My '๐๐ถ๐ด๐ฒ๐ถ๐ฆ๐ต๐ด' jearsey was her especial Dress,
She called me her 'Very Own Mattress'
&
Told me,
I was all the Social-power,
To her childish Wallflower.
Caressing her Pimples,
Soothing her Dimples,
All this affection for others I have, is Fake
Letting you go was all my mistake.
I detest that last cookie in the Jar,
Your nights definitely miss their best-loved Star.
Discovering life on Mars is Easy,
Getting a person like you isn't,
Ain't nobody half that Cheesy.
๐๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ๐ฆ ร๐ฎ๐ฆ,
You'll be happy Wherever you be,
Failures of my efforts told me this:
In trying to Be.
'๐๐ข๐ฃ๐ข' I'm not taking any Cue,
Ya,
I Still Hate You.
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