My weapon is voice today 'tis careless a spell amoungst curs it puts close friends in their places and worried (behind my back) It kisses with mischeif and muddies stray-fully
My weapon is played a trial a tool to bring about my isolation Then i may exit without notice and unfollowed a relief, in release
Sun is trying to peep through the clouds, breeze is there, without making a sound; There is light spreading all around, but the rainy clouds will start to astound. This nature spell will keep you bound, so you better stay firm and not swound.
Quietly sneaky you came Thunderstorms in my heart Yet you left me alone unset and alone You were the moon Now i ask delicate why when i hear your name i can't forget the words on you mouth those blue eyes staring inro mine unashamed I found new hope untouched buti can't shake you away when i hear you name and your sparky attitude
but i will keep on romoving your spell on my soul for there is always the sun when the moon fail