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The winds of change,

Burning in my soul.

The more they burn,

The more I crumble.



We need this time,

To be alone.

Alone just once,

One last time to say...



My mind is boggled,

My body is scrambled.

My eyes they leak,

For tears they're meek.



I cry so subtle,

So humble I'm troubled.

Alone with you,

Just to say... I hate you.