There was something about you,
a subtle breeze,
a flickering wind
Something to sweep me away,
with the windy sails
from your restless seas
and unwavering pleas
A calm in my chaos
Also a havoc in my peace
We keep running in circles
Circles that we won't appease
A destruction, a devotion
Affection that won't cease
Maybe you are the storm
and then the pacifier for the peace
You are exactly why they named storms after people
A wreak indeed.
Jul 28, 2024
Jul 28, 2024 at 5:40 AM UTC
There was something about you,
a subtle breeze,
a flickering wind
Something to sweep me away,
with the windy sails
from your restless seas
and unwavering pleas
A calm in my chaos
Also a havoc in my peace
We keep running in circles
Circles that we won't appease
A destruction, a devotion
Affection that won't cease
Maybe you are the storm
and then the pacifier for the peace
You are exactly why they named storms after people
A wreak indeed.
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