The dazzling sunshine sprinkles upon my
chest
The wind gently blows through your dress
The three words I say to you
Become a warm breath
I come to you with 100 roses in hand
Because you are perfect in my mind
100 roses
100 months
The day you left
To the day we met
Love has never been forgotten
Even when my memory was rotten
Love must never be forgotten
Even if it’s not written
I come to you with 100 roses
100 years
100 promises
The day we met
To forever after
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