Screwed Up (II)

The cloud is just one or two,
the breeze’s blowing a few,
one tranquil morning hue.

But my heart does greatly slew,
after everything’s been gone through,
believing the dreams could come true,
but you still doubt what we can do,
by taking someone new,
leaving the bleeding heart without rescue.

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