And One Day, I Met Joe...my Joe
Been the one who fixes broken windows
Sometimes I find myself fixing hearts
I do it to make you stay but you always want to go
So I take in and endure the sweet pain
'Cause they told me love is hard art
But one day, I met Joe
And I woke up like sister Rose
By a true love kiss and real real love
And at my knees - a whole kingdom
Flowery Prose
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