Tornadoes

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You bring me no suffer.
God has given me that buffer.
And the whispers of your breath are the winds in my sails.

You make me wish i could wear veils.
Ones of our love, white and pure.
This life was always hard to endure.

But with you behind my back,
I know there is no attack.
Crashing of your sweet words slam into my heart like waves.

Your current ripping me apart.
The taste of your presence created a cast from the heavens.
I know i can't deny this now.

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