Treasure Island

Titto Mutny


Pink Okaya


Where are you Pink?
My girl with a perfect wink,
without you i gonna sink,
'cause your absence makes me sick.


If only i could see you smile,
or maybe resurface for a while,
Just to make me fine,
Have you forgotten that you're mine?


A gal with a seductive voice,
Loving you was not by choice,
I meekly was, and couldn't avoid,
sadly, in my heart you left a void.


Your beauty was their sum,
Your smile, my charm,
So hot; at your prime,
that with your presence,
came a thought that i would sublime

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Submitted: Wednesday, April 03, 2013
Edited: Thursday, February 06, 2014

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Its about a gal i met once, fell in love..bt disappeared..

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