Monthsary
A ring of the bell,
It's a time to remember.
My heart beat so well,
That we are together.
The Night of June Thirteen,
I feel glowing in the darkness.
When the clock strikes eleven,
Happiness replaced my sadness.
This was the special day,
Of our love and laughter.
Our precious monthsary,
Hoping would last forever.
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