The swing of your mood is sometimes not perceived
No kinds of emotions are received.
The gust is so cold, the reason is not found
You even don’t care if I am around
Then suddenly cold gust turns into the hot
Love, care and admiration are in every word
I’m melting, enjoying the moments with you
But where are you real? What is the truth?
I’m tired of your swings. It is like a hell
Don’t be so closed, get out of your shell
Don’t be afraid there won’t be a danger
Or harm for your soul. We must meet an angel
Forget about the wounds you got long before
Right now you are safe – no worries anymore.
No cheating, betrayal you got in the past
From previous people. Regain please the trust.
The answers to problems we’ll certainly find
The only stipulation: “Please don’t look behind”
LNK (means me)
Gust
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