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I am somewhere in the essence of time

Basking in seclusion to taste the sweet wine

And feel the cold wind blow through my hair

While having my only love to stare

Directly into the windows of my soul

This was the wish that went out of control

I am growing weak as I run away from time

I am exposed after I drank all the wine

While having my only love to stare

Into my eyes and take away the cares

This was the wish that went out of control

Slowly my windows shattered on the path to my soul

I let him into the fragments of my mind

Would he stay? For it would be too kind

But I became obsessed about being clearer

As I stepped up alone to the mirror

I spoke one last time

About how much I love him and how he’s simply divine

My last words…

I am somewhere in the essence of time

Basking in your arms to taste your sweet wine

And feel your breath fall upon my hair

With love you completed the dare

The windows are shattered to my soul

This is the wish, I’m glad went out of control