Submitted by : muslimhero on Romantic

Break open my heart,
Wacha see?
Armoured scraps of love glitter,
Glistering and it profusely litter,
Everywhere making the girls go splatter,
See me and sure you wanna utter,
'Love you Hafiz my wildest winter,
Seeing ya means to wear my sweater,'
But nah, I am soldier,
Always running cold and bitter,
Ever hating the girls thats better,
But I swear my heart still glitter,
Days pass the girls get glimmer,
But still hating to touch a heart splitter,
Love explodes in me now and later,
The girls attack me like a blaster,
Am a bomb shield a metal case master,
Touch me no way am a spinter,
My friend says am tyre buster,
Her journey ends with my laughter,
Cuz of me she goes home with a plaster,
All over in her body cluster,
Simply cuz she saw me,
She says am her number one above,
And no one else she will give that love.
Okay,
She's got my rocket pills out of patience,
Stings me but still remaining ancient,
Ya Allah protect me from their wreckage,
He says;
"take one to four that please your age,
Maybe they will cover up and reduce your rage."
Already found someone pressing forward her gauge,
I built the bricks high but she broke the cage,
She's a bomb shell destroying the metal case,
Electric wave shocks when i saw her face,
Then . I . . . then . . am . . . I . . I . . . . am.

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