And if my heart will shut down one day
Its wheels screeching, then falling down
It would not stop Your dance, the angelic sway
And avoiding You shall pass the frown
No shadow shall blot Your eyes' blue light
Doves of autumn won't cross Your crimson summer sky
Spotless shall be Your heart's silky sight
Untroubled You will be by the wreckage who passes You by
As my life will be tossed upwards like a broken verse
Your kite will soar the skies which draw me through
So tell me, my sweetest Curse,
Why die for You when I already do?
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