Woe Of A Young Lady

Woe Of A Young Lady

Oh, Harry! I’ll die without you
Searching in every morn of dew
Your voice echoed in every tweet
Knowing that it’s too hard to meet,
Come soon honey

Oh, Harry! My heart beat slows down
When your hugs & kisses aren’t found,
Every night my eyes look for dreams
Where you & I walk by the streams
Meet me honey

Oh, Harry! I can’t wait this day
It seems death’ll take me away
From the world of thorns in distress
How shall I breakoff to express
Walk-in Honey

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