When We First met.. i Thought You were my Juiliet.. But You didnt see me as Your Romeo.. Cause we Both know that this is so.. Your Like Juiliet and im Like a Prince From a Different Story that Have met... Its True.. But i Still Believe i Love you.. So Prove me Wrong.. With One Last Kiss Whats To miss? Only To See whats True About My Love For you? Or maybe Your love For me too?
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I would like to translate this poem