I met a girl,
in my teenage.
She changes me;
she encouraged me;
she is the fuel of my life.
She seems like,
an angel sent to my life;
an enzyme to me to live better;
a sweet in my heart to sweeten my life.
She lives in my heart;
she becomes the owner of my heart.
I shall recognise,
nobody,
can replace her place in my heart.
I shall resist,
to everyone,
who attempt to replace,
who attempt to replace,
her place in my heart.
I’m blessed,
because I know,
I ever met my Miss in my life.
I’m happy,
because I know,
nobody can ever change my mind,
on her.
May,
she stays in pink always,
though,
she is busy all the time.
May,
she’s blessed,
despite,
who is with her.
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