born out of the wind and the water,
my soul is warped, wrapped in wanderlust.
like fairy-dust, am unreal
and, i couldn’t have loved you more or less …
lost words whisper slowly
on moon beams they travel
on moon beams they travel
broken stars in the hair
keepin check on unruly curls
handful of shadows...
hunting you, haunting you..
hunting you, haunting you..
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