The day we met

The day we met, neither of us knew,

That the day we met would mean forever, something born new.

Our hearts were broken and torn.

But what is life without a bump or a thorn?

No one had not one single clue.

Not all love is perceived as true.

All we can do is hope there will be not one concern.

As our life goes on by even with a few burns.


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