Letters To Ennovy 2
I hurt cause we broke
So its my fault we don' talk.
I've lost my one favourite rock,
So its true fortune gives only
one knock
At every man's door unless
you block
Which i did, now i'm under a
psychological mock.
I made a wrong choice
Thinking i would rejoice
If i got rid of your voice.
Not even a Rolls Royce
Can get me that true
Happiness i got from you
Cause i realised its you
I ought to call my boo.
To other men I'm envious
But ain' that obvious
Cause I had my previous
Chance to make it work
No matter the pain in the back.
And now i forever
Will keep on, whatever
The endevours,
My love to this one
Maiden who my heart she won.
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