Is it still loyal mengiring swishing your day?
Among the missed heartbeat
I twist a face that haunts my nights
I want you there in despair
Waiting until the legs could no longer walk
If breathed it still could kiss in the corner tonight
Will say to the black cloud
I want to greet you even if only through the breeze
No power had collapsed on the field I want your heart
And cry at the end of your eyes
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