at last

Here over the deep
I stand above the waters
In the middle of wild storms
My arms wide open
To embrace destiny
Around me
Chaos in pefection

Eyes blue and grey
Like the rough oceans
Against brown ones

Tell me, handsome
Cry it out loud
Support or hate
Flower or death

I would never harm you, handsome
Not due to the broken heart
I once called the stone inside
Don’t want any kind of revenge
I’m not your greatest sorrow

But the cold dark oceans
The clear water
Nature
And all the storms

So tell me, handsome
Have you ever loved?
You promised nothing
Your eyes were empty

I guess it’s over
Please, don’t torture me any longer.

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