Unfinished Verses
Dear,
Did I tell you that
Days will go by
Doomed
Done
Dusted
You
Yet I tell you now
Years will come
Yearned
Yet
You lost it
Oh,
On time, maybe just
On your bike, there you come
Only must
On again
On you turn
Life
Like or not
Live till die
Lonely might
Lose or win,
Lost
Friends
Feeling all
Foe, maybe
Foreigner, possible
Farting,
Forbidden!
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