Fancy Happiness
Empty soul in a hollowed flesh.
Searching love and warmth embrace.
In the arms of a soldier whom covers fear.
Shed the tears She keep hiding
beneath the glance of her wings.
When will the wind stop blowin'
and convey this pain away---
Wish the moon speaks softly ,
and care to know what heart can feel.
And all the smile and laugh that fakes,
Writhe the fancy happiness she takes.
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