I Wonder:Why
I have a heart
You open it with your key
You are not just a part
You make my life full of glee
I have an eye
That sees your face
I wonder:”why”
I wish to see you in every place
I have a mouth that utters your name
Our love is real not just a game
I have a hand
That touches your hand
I have an ear to hear your name said
I hope you would be the last one I see before being dead.
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