Criminals
The red light
And its stunning sight
Remind me of
Our lips when they fight
The blue blaze
As the siren plays
Reminds me of
Your eyes and their gaze
I didn’t care that I
Was being arrested
I don’t even fear to die
If my love gets contested
Because my love is real
Even if it is a crime
Being guilty isn’t a deal
To love is, this time
In a...
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