Treasure
And she said I am sorry !
It was me, who ditched
It was me who slipped,
Me !
That memory was treasure,
Of mine
love was asset will evershine,
I was honest to it,
I was hero of it,
You would be remembered as villain,
So you try to eliminate
that part from life,
with deep cry,
Stain will remain on your soul,
as mark of betrayal
and star of divine
for mine ....
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