Walking down the hallways,
Of Centennial Prominence,
The Ghosts of Amour's past dwelling place,
I was halted by a serenade,
And my heart was arrested...
I am charged of robbery,
For I have stolen a heart of Muse,
I can't helped but be amused,
As they charged me of count infinity,
For the murder of a certain Maiden,
Who have fallen head over heels on me...
If love this menacing, I pledge guilty,
Who's to blame but I am sorry
For this gentleman born much pretty,
And many a girl were love-stricken,
The first glance of this manly beauty.✌😂
If love this menacing, I pledge guilty,
For many Muses fell to prey,
Enchanted by this handsome face.😊
If love this menacing, I pledge guilty,
Who's to blame but I am sorry,
But, Baby, I was born this way.😇😂
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