My heart used to bloom
When you stepped to my garden of love
My heart used to leave a room
For you, to fill my emptiness
My heart used to wither
When you enter my garden of love
My heart gave its song of hope
Deep inside, it never meant to be
Moments has passed, the gate has closed
I have seen all colors of affection
I realized I need not your heart
your happiness is my blessing
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