Or hear the buses on the street
I want the lightness
To soar with winds in kindness
I want a peace
A peace I’ve never found before
Maybe a kiss
The one I had, I did adore
I want to bleed
Out the pain that rises like weed
Outside the cells
That trapped inside my heart so well
Then I will know
If ever I’ll unleash the storm
And if you’ll go
And leave me with this giant thorn
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