The kind that calms the sea shores
Resting my soul like a young girl on a swing
His voice rhyming words that won't let mine spell the truth.
He feels like the wind
The kind that blows your hair
But you can't catch it in your hands
It just pushes your heart away.
He's stuck on the land of my dreams
But i can't touch his face
There's a high wall between his fingers and mine
My body feels transparent in his eyes
He only sees girls with opaque beauties.
I feel like the air
cause i' m always here,
but he never sees me
he knows my presence,
but i' m a book of silence.
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