"Not Quite My Taste"

We met by daily

in my dreams

we sat and stared

at th sun.

Under the storm I heard

harmony by the  ear.

In the dark your heart

popped out rainbow.

Waking up from the dream

feel like destruction

betral above all starvation.

i knew we met by "'DESTINY"

but every time was wierd

you are dating I'm single

you are rich I'm poor 

You are  just not my taste


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