Winds are blowing, flowers are blooming. I take in the freshness of the air. The stares are quite tasteful. I love being on your mind. As I glide across the path of my journey. I stumble across your festival demeanor. It's classic love at first sight. The wings beneath me are ready to soar ,
only thing holding them is the forsaken lust I have for you. Never actually knowing the time or the place I'll see your grace. Only fate can say if it's meant to be. No foist about your list for me I'm at a stand still knowing my heart can be shattered. The bitter coldest crept under my soul loving you is wrong so I have to be right deep down I welp soflty to my inner truth tell the lies only I can see fit for you I love u, but my hatered goes deeper cross the walk way I'm entering hell.
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