Someday I will be the breeze that will soothe your soul, the breeze that will become your reason to live. That day your heart will be mine. Mine to crush, mine to caress....
Thursday, 15 March 2012
An Answer
You live, so the warm rays reach you?
I breathe, you help me to
Do I let you grow your roots or you like it the way it is?
Oh. I'll lie, be the rock you'll cling to, love so.
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