When in distaste of after love and life ends
I turn around and back to face the yard
Where flowers, offended, grew with trends
That romantic madness never saw a bard
And consult my sweet past, love left alone
My whole body astray with friends fake
My trends worrying and steps left torn
And curse my work, love's pain for such take
I'm bitter and upset, all tears for forgiveness
And back love being, I'm specially content
Morn to eve comes all that sweetness
And story rich in reunion's romance scent
When too earth and heaven meet, love
It's endless you queen, I king deserve
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