The stars guard the heavens,
as they stare down on my soul.
I can hear the crickets laughing,
as love is sold.
The streets hold a silence,
as the wind blows her kiss.
real love is a myth in reality,
and all fantasy is lost in her midst.
I have thrown away yesterday,
I won't be caught in this masquerade.
Love is not just forgotten lore.
I'ts something to live for.
If love is just fantacy,
I won't be cought in reality,
I choose to believe in it.
It's something I can't forget.
The moon grants her blessing,
and the gypsies dance till dawn.
the wind blows threw the tall grass,
reminding me where I come from.
morning covers my ashes,
as her nails rake my skin,
making love to the night,
my songs burning from deep within.
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