The sky is the limit
And gravity there's none
I dream of a day you will be mine
As sure as rain in april
As sure as the sweetness in maple
We will be having fun
A quest of self education
Practice to ensure your admiration
A tender kiss I thrive for
Cause of your love i do seem poor
Please give in my lovely lady
"Rapariga" a name used maybe
In excess, no doubt the knight
On a saddle, on a horse
Of white and satin skin
Shan't not arrive
My dear I pray
You see in me
This man born may
I believe in a devotion
I believe in my submission
I dare not question
You are perhaps my mission
Not a black op
Or a secret plan
An objective
Outlined by a fan
Enough, enough i tell you
I won't grovel, I won't moan
But I lie, i shall, I will
For you i would undoubtebly die.
The deceased are happy
With what they´ve overcome
Peace of mind and eternal rest
I want to be unborn mum.
Again I lie
I want not to perish
I'll see it through
If it's the last thing i do
And I'll sing so merrily
As the men craving Marilyn
And I´ll raise my glass
To my lovely, lovely lass.
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"Romeo! O, pale! Who else? what, Paris too?
And steep'd in blood? Ah, what an unkind hour
Is guilty of this lamentable chance!
The lady stirs"
"When you gonna realise it was just that the time was wrong Juliet?"
no need to trouble your mind
it was just a joke
regards from overseas
Let's stop bickering ladies. You are not qualified to dwell on such shakesperian matters, be it the tragic side of emotions or episodes not yet lived or the mental stamina to discuss the essence of a play that goes beyond us all. As for my life, it's mine to live. Good day
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