Sooyoung
I have a lady who is tall as an angel,
Who made my heart soft like a gel.
And an angel who flops her wings,
As her gentle voice swiftly sings.
But when my angel fails to fly,
A warrior came but he was a sly.
A sly because she barely notice him,
Thus the warrior is fighting for a fallen team.
And I realized that I am the warrior.
The warrior who has an exploding interior.
Yet he knows that there will be no another,
But his angel who was destined to be a sister.
So I will always seek her beauty,
With my shallow eyes which is very teary.
But in my eyes you are forever young,
O’ my angel who was named as Sooyoung.
Copyright © Juan Miguel De La Cerna | Year Posted 2010
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