I still try to remember, how we met
I remember that I was getting late
Still I had desire, of you to get
Like on you, my mind was all set

You were slim and hot
But used to eat a lot
Staring you makes me feel
that everything I got

You were angel for all of us, do you know
But still I got you, against the current of flow
You were piece of art
through you nothing could ever blow

No one would ever believe
if we tell them the way we met
I had you in my mind
but I was getting late

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