Endless Cycle
It was that night I told the stars about you
I told them about the sweet embrace of your voice
The way your smile lit up the sun
The way your soul intertwined with mine
It was the way the clouds hid the stars from my words
Letting me know my judgement was clouded
Just like the wind brought in the storm
Your intentions the very same
You can't have thunder without a little lightning
Or say harsh words without bringing some pain
Your smile no longer lit up the sun
Your soul differed from mine
Surrounded by melancholy
My farewell to you as the storm passes on
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