secrets they come
and secrets they go
this feeling inside
that nobody knows
feeling the breeze
as the wind blows
becoming one
as the river flows
no matter the distance
flying above trees
i will come to you
with genuine ease
strike on the hour
it moves as i please
gently you whisper
like wind in the leaves
the longer you're gone
the more i have power
though tears may pour
a lamentable shower
tearing myself to pieces
not yet bitter or sour
i know you are waiting
in some unreachable tower
drifting remotely
until this heart releases
the feeling i hold
that never ceases
nothing i do can deny
the feeling that increases
though upon my face
there may appear creases
further and further
it must be some lie
yet my heart rejoices
at some faint reply
but never will i go
so far that i sigh
i will not give up
even if i die
Oct 14, 2011
Oct 14, 2011 at 5:52 PM UTC
secrets they come
and secrets they go
this feeling inside
that nobody knows
feeling the breeze
as the wind blows
becoming one
as the river flows
no matter the distance
flying above trees
i will come to you
with genuine ease
strike on the hour
it moves as i please
gently you whisper
like wind in the leaves
the longer you're gone
the more i have power
though tears may pour
a lamentable shower
tearing myself to pieces
not yet bitter or sour
i know you are waiting
in some unreachable tower
drifting remotely
until this heart releases
the feeling i hold
that never ceases
nothing i do can deny
the feeling that increases
though upon my face
there may appear creases
further and further
it must be some lie
yet my heart rejoices
at some faint reply
but never will i go
so far that i sigh
i will not give up
even if i die
loss, perseverance
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