She settles by her
Hand in a coffee cup
Singing her a top pop
The cycle of her life
Rounds with her integrity
Cuz in her heart,
There's no impurity
It's all about a refuge facility
Writing their poems creativly
All the flowers bloom by her voice
Dirts ruin in the circumatance
If you really get her
Seconds fall into her eyes
Moments crash by her cries
Their passion ends in for life
And the bye
Arise in never