She lay her heart
On an open couch
He came with a box
Glitter with a golden dust
She put her heart
In that nice comfy box
Thought it always shield her
From bare to outside harm
But then she been knock down
By a damn stranger
A young lovely girl
Cling to her man heart
“It’s just another dent”
She said smiling
She already crumble
The day she put her heart
In that man golden box
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