Whispers On The Wind

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You came like a petal and gave me love but my heart has always been my eyes of a mystery of a girl who fell in love with a bad boy who used to give her mixed signals without ever telling her where to go or how to feel but now she has the dreams of her life with him in the palm of her hand, the only question is how will the dreams of the love story end?
You may see me out on the streets looking past the glass of the windows as everyone is seen driving through the path of life as if it will never seem to end like a highway as we may not cross paths in life during this time but once the words have reached the page where each of our stories will fall into place.

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