Whistling wind brushed hair across face lightly stroking the cheeks
Love seems close as they chackle through winter evening and mourn winter morning a continous rhythm of transformation
While slowly stepping closer to the stars pond reflections its illusion through alluring dreams and scatter during the dawnbreak
Never understood the chanting song that echoed through the hearts wall yet inch closer it felt to the wickedly sweet cave
Singing its rhythm of deceit
Lullabies to pleas and screams to sleep
Shudder at thier song forecasting thier new single
'How can I escape this world'
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Decaying and Reviving Hope
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