It’s from my emancipation when I was young, you know flings, liking many girls, giving you different emotions I just thought that I should stop this it could hurt many girls and also me. So I hope you should stop flirting too and being a playboy.
You turned me to red
Just the girl that I wanted
More than wine or bread
A love longer than a thread
She makes me yellow
She’s so hard not to follow
She’s not too shallow
Attention which I borrow
While she makes me blue
There are feelings that are true
Emotions which grew
In a paper her face I drew
Though they don’t insist
They are so hard to resist
Love that I persist
I think that now I should cease.
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