An english rose you are,
that your smile makes
me to forget all the
bitternes.
The only angel that i
have ever seen that i desire one day to
have.
As jealousy as a
spiniyard i am because
you are the source of
my happines, the only reason am still alive
I can be Romeo, you can
be Rosaline But still i
bilieve one day you will be
my Julliet.
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