Blow me away; far away.
When in your heart you bid me stay.
Blow me away into the grey,
let me into oblivion stray.
Love buds are easily broken;
by a selfish heart and the devil's token.
We could have ended on the moon;
why do we part we so soon?
Tis true, men love forever or come crashing at noon.
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