Talk not of the breeze,
For on the edge of nothing but denial, torturous feelings hang.
And alas! alas!
Within your eyes' graceless furnace, turned my deep empathy into ashes.
Ashes of agony
Talk not of the breeze
For in me, your face lies faint, fading in time, fumbling to survive,
And alas! alas!
The hands that once caressed, now pounce and fire back.
In my school
No breeze learns to conquer a man.
Remember dear
Reconciliation breeze blows in neverland.
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