You came to me like a whirlwind Looked thrilling to throw myself in but also terrifying A cold burst of whisper telling me it’ll be safe inside Took a step forward then you were out of my sight I felt you inside my chest I let you in and let you be my guest Like a thunderstorm losing itself inside my body In an instant, you knocked me out so quickly I know that from the very beginning From the moment I let my guard down That you are going to be another beast to beat That I will encounter another defeat You came to me like a whirlwind I confused you with just a small rushing breeze Rotating while surrounding me to full extent A violent force that destructed my being SHARE THIS ARTICLE: |
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