You made a vow to yourself,
To fall in love, never again.
Tending to your broken heart,
You believed love is a myth.
But then a miracle happened,
Sky was pink once again.
You broke the vow you made.
There were red roses everywhere.
It was all so perfectly perfect,
You dreamed of forever and always.
Only to be shattered once again,
Broken and battered once again.
Then, you vowed to yourself again,
To never fall in love again.
But I know that vow shall last,
Just until, the sky is pink again.
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