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Winter Air My tears are cold on my face,Winter Air by *lost-sin
The days are old in this place.
The sun shines to no avail,
While the moon appears to be so frail.
A dove is to love,
What a flicker is to light.
But somehow both appear so bright,
Through this is only based on sight.
The rain starts to lightly fall,
As the winter air begins to call.
Yet soon so will spring,
But by then I shall hear nothing.


Baby, Say Goodbye I wish that you could be like a midnight summers breeze,Baby, Say Goodbye by *lost-sin
Drifting softly through the night -
Invading my heart with ease.
And I wish that I could be everything that you need.
But you can't,
and I could never be -
The one that tucks you in at night
Kisses your forehead, "it'll be alright."
"I'll be back in the morning.
Baby, don't you cry."
Baby say goodbye.
I wish that I could stay a little longer,
Or that you could come along for the ride.
I wish that regardless of what fate has decided -
That I could be at your side.
Endlessly.
But you can't,
And I could never be -
The one that tucks you in at night
Kisse
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'Le beau est toujours bizarre !'
'The beautiful one is always strange !'
Baudelaire.