Amazingly enough
swift wind blows over the chillen air
voices crying in the atmosphere
an aerie reminder of an orphan age
put the new fantasies in this old dear
lonely bliss carries this youn'ged heart
blackened by the draft of that cold dance
hunting by the eyes of her beauty
lost in the remiscence of her romance
running from her bossom's core
lift by the uncertain dreams
weakened when the hour comes close
the nights feels colder than it ever seems
eyes wide shut, but yet awake
glued in the endless days
drifting by the dreaful memories
of stolen heart that hasen't fade
amazingly enough, the cold had chilled
joy has blasted in the air
eyes wide shut, but yet awake
and taken with the moment that was their
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