Summer of ’95 Continues

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Written down the words I wanted to say,

On a paper plane,

Flew them all day,

To rest on her window pane,

Never knew she was reading it all,

Without showing any interest,

Feeling dejected after doing my best,

Went silent, quite playing with friends,

Had a broken heart for the first time,

Oh, it was the pain of a heart so naïve,

Like the end of a life,

In the summer of ’95,

On eleventh birthday of my best friend,

He invited her to tie our loosen ends,

Kept it hidden from me until when,

I saw her passing through the door,

She wore a dress baby pink,

My heart really needed to drink,

So I had a glass of coke in single shot,

And found myself in the dining hall,

After making a disastrous fall,

My head was circling and mouth was mute,

Didn’t know that she found it cute,

She was standing smiling in front of me,

It was the time when we had the first kiss of our lives,

In the summer of ’95,

 Ohoo, in the summer of ‘95

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