Red-Rose Day
What we feel is as old as way-back
Those novice days, no knowing much
Made it sweeter than a first-date-lunch
Wish I could make real our flashback
On this red-rose day.
Am sure I need you, but what I want
Is my confusion, our first-last kiss
Fleetingly put my heart in one piece,
Yet my decision candle it burnt
On this red-rose day.
The next line sponsored my despair
Your kind comes by once in a long while
But I will put a ring on it and smile
If we played truth or dare
On this red-rose day.
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