The Cherry

The cherry that pops

The emotions that doesn’t stop

I’ve been told it’s all at a drop

A drop of losing a special thing

Something that hold you and mold you

You lose it whenever, wherever at a moment’s notice

It’s sweet like cherry pie

So today I think I’ll keep mine

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