I lived through her cyclones,
Blended
To a senseless pulp
Flowing slow and easy
In a lovesick daze
I lived
To rush free
Beyond the whirlwind’s reach
Drawn to the open sea
Where a new storm awaits
I lived through her cyclones,
Blended
To a senseless pulp
Flowing slow and easy
In a lovesick daze
I lived
To rush free
Beyond the whirlwind’s reach
Drawn to the open sea
Where a new storm awaits
Keeping the world immersed in stanza.
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