When the Wind Blows Me Away
The wind blows
As silent and swift
As an assassin in the night.
A tear drops
In the form of rain drops
As the wind carries my whispers away.
I stand,
Holding a flower in my hands
As the wind carries the petals far away.
I open my arms out wide
While the wind
Blows me away.
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