Where should I start?
Is it at the day where the sun becomes dark
Or at the night where the moon become much darker
Or the moment where the darkness cover my whole body
You wrote a song for me
hymn of love tied us in winter
Your music, they dried up my tears
Humming every key when we were still together
We were engaged with a ring
You make me smile with the happiness you bring
I gave to you everything including my precious V
But you put them all at the cave of distress
We sang the wrong song
You put the ring in the middle
You make my gown turn to scarlet red
And you hit the wrong note
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