Breeze
To be incaptured by the dark yet, seek the light
To want to right your wrongs
Feeling taken and touched
Not being impowered to be great
Listening to the dark whispers
Wishing you be stoped
A sudden turn around
Now your you again but, not so much
Your smile isn't as pretty
Your words not so sincere
You've fallen in the breeze
So you must speak up
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