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Left For The Wind

Mick Hart

Intentions pale,
Light breathing timidly,
Frustration multiplied.

A stinging taste,
Dripping like rain from your lips,
Difficult words that cut me so.

And it takes so long,
When it's all so wrong,
When there's nothing there,
There...
All i feel is waste,
All i feel is waste,
Waste...
And it takes so long,
To get there.
Can't let this breathe forever,
Can't let this breathe forever,
Can't lose my soul beneath this,
Ocean of perplexing coldness
And when i'm dead,
Will you remember me?
So much unsaid,
Left for the wind to see.

All i feel is waste,
All i feel is waste.
Waste...






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