Your smile is red
Your eyes are blue
The same as my tears
I'm still crying for you
You hurt me bad
And now we're through
But the question is,
Can I get over you?
At the start you were
Loving, caring, kind
But then the opposite
When I objected to be bride
You abused me
Kicked me also hit
I used to retaliate
But then you'd have a fit
Then the neighbours
Heard me screaming one day
The called the police
And they took you away.
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