5:59

The Millennium would be waiting, for the sunshine of your arse The Sky Will be brightening, but you would still shine like a star You are an awful Earth, But unfortunately I was the Mars I Know We Would Not Be Together, But Not so too far. Your eyes were the charge, but I was bit fined so, God Made us met together, but we were not destined though, How Magical it was till the clock struck the 6 Then the God came and whispered, that "I was the 5:59 though!!" But Letting you go was a decision bit too scary The Blossom you gave, was too divine than autumn's cherry The June, The July, Every Second count you my fairy. But once I told the crescent, He Broked Like a Baby Maybe The Drug We own, was not a wine though But, It was too divine, till clock struck 5:59 though It was Too divine till the clock struck 5:59 though :- Priyansh