Night
The enmeshed workings of love
Twisted and unknown
Take flight, but never leave me home
The struggle to figure
Jealously I suffer
Doubts galore
Wherefrom suspicions arose
The wind blows strong
Or is it just the naivety of a broken heart?
Twisted and unknown
Take flight, but never leave me home
The struggle to figure
Jealously I suffer
Doubts galore
Wherefrom suspicions arose
The wind blows strong
Or is it just the naivety of a broken heart?
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