Compensation
The wind has blown for days today
And I see no bird in flight
Nor the big trees swayed in the wind
And neither have I
She's an angel out of heaven
One of the very few
If love could not melt her heart
What good the sword would do
Paper cuts the knife
I say I'm a little drunk now
Its a symbol a sign she says
A drink of life that's how
Coal starts a morning fire she says
Love begins temptations
But what can I do darling
Everything's got its compensation
Copyright © Anbes Rawal | Year Posted 2014
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