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Inviting the feel of the cold winter's breath
Yet shunning it when it pays a visit
Feeling excited for the summer holidays
Just to stay inside and complain about the heat

Begging for love deep in our hearts
Just to not realise when it's here
Never realising something's true worth
Until that thing has truly disappeared

A lustful view of other human beings
Yet a desire for them to not return the favour
Breaking their vows just to hope for forgiveness
A lover in agony and their partner ecstatic

The human race is deep and complicated
Some love, some hate
Some leave and some wait
An intense fear of death
Yet a burning hatred of life
A life of yearning for a lover's breath
For which we struggle and writhe

An inherent distaste for pain
But a cruel need to deal so to others
We try to stay calm yet struggle in vain
And refuse to rely on our sweet mothers

Silence can comfort but also destroy
Noise can be a comfort of sorts
Life can be full of love and joy
And can also be very short
A feeling of uselessness
A feeling of worthlessness
A sense of unease
A deep fear of the unknown

A deep and complicated feeling of distress
A longing for something more, something real
The need to protect that makes us truly human
Desiring a deep connection with a lover
A promise never fulfilled and a love that's over
When war came so close
The rivers of the cities rose
With the colour shifting to crimson
And the spirits of deceased had arisen
Their revengeful agonising groans
Sent deep shivers through your bones

When war comes so near
And the love we hold dear
Scatters away into nothing
Leaving the people still clutching
The last shred of peace
As the joy and laughter ceases

When war will approach nearby
And the loss of a lovers sighs
Will become so apparent
And the longing to not feel transparent
Takes over the soul
As the loss takes a great toll

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