Wherever the wind took her
She did go
Leaving after her drops of tears
That couldn't stop her from loving again
All the times she got stripped off her robe,
Made to feel the intensity of evalasting love
She would give as much as she could
She didn't need to be loved
Those strings were enough
To lift her up all night
She needed someone who could stay
Witness her tears, listen to her bad day
And laugh harder with her whiles she could
Her pieces could never be mended again
'Cos time after time she tried
The pain of the stitches kept reminding her
Of how she fell in love with men
Undeserving of her heart, soul and body
But she would still go
To wherever the wind took her
Carrying along what is left of love and hate
That couldn't stop her from loving again
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