I am not a fierce lion, very tame...knowing you, my life never feel lame...falling in love is not playing game...without you, my life will never be the same...
I am drawing your face with a chalk...remembering all the words to me, you talk...reminiscing all the paths we always walk...and you are the girl that I always stalk...
Not a sorceress living in the lair...you have jet black flowing hair...we are going out in pair...ready to have fun at the fun fair...
Living in this nation...without any discrimination...starting everyday with determination...walking towards my destination...with you, my life is full of fascination...
Hi, my name is not Sam...and it's been so long I never try to webcam...I am doing revision for the coming exam...always thinking of you, how terrible I am...
You are a lady, I am a tramp...finished the letter, switching off the lamp...sending you a letter without a stamp...feeling nervous, my heart feels like fasten by clamp...
Standing in the arena, I'm ready for a duel...the reality is always harsh and cruel...never give up for the next sequel...even though my body is running out of fuel...
Having one mouth with a pair of eyes and ears...flowing out from my eyes are tears...death and loneliness are my two fears...pay promises with actions, but no swears...
Drinking vodka in the cabaret...true love is really difficult to get...falling in love, never feel regret...you are still young, no need to fret...
Grab my hands when I fall...so that I can get up and stand tall...with my spririt bouncing like ball...my skin grows thick like concrete wall...
Sleeping soundly without a snore...drinking coffee sleepiness no more...why did I always get an ignore?
Standing in the middle of the rain...I saw you next to the window pane...slowly jog down my memory lane...your smile is as sweet as candy cane...
Ready to go into a slumber...on my bed made of timber...your smile, I will always remember...every year from January to December...
I am an imperfect man, but not living with sin...I try beer and wine, but not whiskey and gin...please don't dump me into the bin...because tears will flow down to my chin...
I am walking fast, without a limp...hanging out with girls, but I am not a pimp...training to get huge arms, not the legs of a shrimp...I am just a guy, without the look of a chimp...
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