Hope flys through the air,
It flows in my veins.I whisper in the cold crisp air,
The series of your name.I tap and rap no it's not,
A lie I really just enjoy,
This moment we have in time.You are mine,
I am yours,
We know in our hearts,
That there is something here,
Don't know what it is.It could be a spark,
Or a short in our hearts,
But whether we are,
Together or far apart,
I can't help but to carry,
A piece of you in my heart.
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Words From My Soul
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