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Black haired clover
Luck never swings her way
Fragile organ as always
Saddens me to look outside in the rain
See you clutching a tear
Your cute smile rubs on my prosperity
Sleep is only hours wasted away for you
Why do you do this? why to yourself?
Good fortune is brought when we meet
I Adore those strokes of black
Your strength alone is impenetrable
Those guitar strings tell many tales
Who really are you?
You never faltered before me
Your black heart is a dice roll
You bring misery to yourself but felicity to others
Tell me why ?
Don’t cry behind my back little clover
I’m here for you
I promise no Thorny Roses will hurt you anymore
I will protect you and water you everyday
Until you run out of felicity to give
Tu eres la mejor.


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