A Gentle Breeze of Hate,
It blows hot and cold forever.
Erupted in the cores of hearts and souls.
Silently creeping on the minds of many.
On it's way to rob us of our happiness.
From the realm of unsettled wilderness.
Concealed there by its white smile...
You are sure to sleep and trust.
Before the dawn of tomorrow's dusk.
Which brings rather unknown memories.
With the blacklight brightly glowing.
Catching attention of those with dark love.
It blows with haste from north to south.
Leaving the pillars of our feather-like hearts...
Gently brushing against the face of earth.
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