Pemberley Winter
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When light is....you are a master of love.
When dark appears...you are master of disease.
When you are with me...things change from black to white.
I believe in you. Even you once let me down..I'm ready for another chance.
(why?)
Because you are the one for me.
I didn't want to believe that, but it's true.
The way I look into your eyes.
The way you smile.
I shall not give up.
I'll always be waiting on the other side.
A wind has taken you from me to another girl,
Someone weird, a strange person....as it seems.
I won't talk about her...'cause this poem is about you.
How you made all the past blown away,
Like it was a childhood game....the today is the important thing.
So yes...I'll be there if you want another chance.
You just have to make up of your mind...'cause someone else may arrive.
I know you are good.....very deep inside.
My master of shadows...yes you are.
You make everything dark...but cozy in the inside.
So let me tell you this: you make, I play.
But remember...I won't be always from yourself.
Pemberley Winter
I Know what you are..you're gonna be bad for my bussines..I can realize that
When dark appears...you are master of disease.
When you are with me...things change from black to white.
I believe in you. Even you once let me down..I'm ready for another chance.
(why?)
Because you are the one for me.
I didn't want to believe that, but it's true.
The way I look into your eyes.
The way you smile.
I shall not give up.
I'll always be waiting on the other side.
A wind has taken you from me to another girl,
Someone weird, a strange person....as it seems.
I won't talk about her...'cause this poem is about you.
How you made all the past blown away,
Like it was a childhood game....the today is the important thing.
So yes...I'll be there if you want another chance.
You just have to make up of your mind...'cause someone else may arrive.
I know you are good.....very deep inside.
My master of shadows...yes you are.
You make everything dark...but cozy in the inside.
So let me tell you this: you make, I play.
But remember...I won't be always from yourself.
Pemberley Winter
I Know what you are..you're gonna be bad for my bussines..I can realize that
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