today…
treat me like a romeo.
tomorrow
you will see your juliet
behind the window
trying to catch
all the early sunlight
just to brighten my face.
today…
treat me like a romeo.
tomorrow
even if everyone deserts you
look around…
you will still find me standing.
and hey…
if you want to shake hands
it’s your chance.
but if not…
these hands of mine
will only be raised to dance.
now listen…
if you want to refund your mood
don’t walk past my hood.
save your life…
beautiful.
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