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Would you forgive me
if I was to leave your hall
I will miss the warming light
that used to fill my soul.
Would you be there and
catch me – if I should fall?

Would you love me
If I was to embrace a winter blizzard
Blinded and lost, full of wrath
Would you you guide me and
show me the right path?

Would you forget me
if I was to sink in stormy sea
my boat is not always steady
Would it remind you of greed
when I am reaching out to you
-and true colours will bleed?

© Sirenia 2011
© Photo Stelios Mpatz