Playfull cloud
A gift so cold For a heart so dark You are my dark rose The reaper's victim Turned ghost All fail to see you So wonder about like a ghost But I, Pear into your fathomless icy Scape See the broken pieces and say , Dark hearts entwine, A ghost and a cloud , Could only hope to fly so high, So dwell in my cold embrace and I'll dwell in yours Your a ghost I am a cloud Born of different worlds But always together
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