Storms

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Love starts cold
Slowly  and unexpected
Till the kingdom come

When things get sticky
It starts as wind
Then to whirlwind
Then a storm

Storm so strong that it blinds us
The dark cloud let's not the love to be seen anymore
Loves fades
No more believing  in shooting stars

No more fantasy
No more  believing in love
And there came a halt to good vibes
No more super heroes to save this dying feeling of love

But I believe,
in love
And you
And won't let go!

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