Beneath the plain of truth
Like predator behind the bushes
Waiting for the perfect timing
And when the wind blow
The plain of truth will whisper
And I hope you will listen
And I hope you will open up your mind
Feel the breeze of the plain
See what lies beneath the truth
And so you’ll be you again
The one I once love.
Kyox_
-I wanna go to lavender farm-
2 comments:
perhaps the wind blew too hard
perhaps the breeze has turn to a tornado with a sudden change
the truth is 'truth' is masking his own
hiding quietly, humming quietly
reluctant to be revealed
though 'you' has change anew
will YOU not love 'you' anymore?
lolz...i'm spechless~~
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