Genre: a crap
When she goes beside , the gloomy air grins
When light goes void , her smile sparks
Thunder-balls even pat her love soaked head strings
Flowers in bouquet are ashamed,seeing her
Hitherto cannon chills , looking at her lips' curve
Seems she hails from heaven.
She hurts me , N' Im proud to
Her shades and traits leave me now,Im alone
I doubt , sometimes almighty makes mistakes
