REFUGE
Warm nest where there was a heart. To destroy to be reborn, To dwell in my chest.
Dreams are the perfect mask while What is hidden from the light Dies before the mirror.
You keep whispering to me covert words. dancing intertwined in my hair
I count on the patience of an old fisherman The silence of the night and the madness of an "I love you".
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