Scare not for the gently breeze arousing your skin
Let your heart be calm flare not your nerves
I bring not hate but love from the world beyond
I hope it flourish with passing time

Scary it sound but my love real it is
Talk to the wind and smile
Tell her youe secrets for she brings me along
I cant do more than stare and love you

What is real and what is fake
The love you stirred or the hate you instilled
If your a con master your perfect in your art
For this love illusion i held unto in my grave


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