Scarlet Letter
You met me as the first drop of rain, That I needed from a long-long time, But I didn't know that I'll become so madly insane, That I'll desire nothing, but to see you smile. Don't make love with others, you're truly mine, And I'm yours, and the whole world, I don't care about, That's the kind of scarlet I'm made of. Of all crazy lovers, of historical times, No one would have written a scarlet letter, And I know, no one else can love you better. Crying tears went all in vain, I didn't feel anymore rain, Oh, there was so much pain! If only you'll understand the same-sane red. I wish when I'm gone, you'll remember me, As the first drop of rain, that caused you so-so pain, But made you ever so better, from all the love that she gave, And if you ever want me back, write me a scarlet letter.
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alvahmara
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