You know the feelin’
when the wind touch your skin
and nothing is real,
nothing is worth to be told,
yet you feel like
it’s something to remember?
when you’re in bed,
the pillows and the sheets
are the true friends
when you’re sad,
holding to you,
and never let go,
what if the sun is cold
and the moon is the heat?
what if the love you give
is the love they hate?
all you need to do
is to let it all go,
let go of your past,
it ain’t come aroud,
let go of your hope,
it helps you for sure.
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