Posted in Love, Poetry

FIRST ROMANCE

It’s really nice to have you pal
My days are full of glowing stars
It’s you who’ve made me realize
The true meaning of love and war.
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You are my first romance
And I’m willing to take this chance
To love you and hold you in my arms
Like the stars hanging in the sky, man.
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I never felt this way before
That I’m becoming a fool
Because of you my days are blue
I am now a lonely fellow.

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