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standing on site, we saw couple of cars and a banged-up yellow motorbike
and the tape hung like caution the morning summer air
beneath the trees, she found a soft spot to bury her head in her knees
and i just waited, hoping to not be seen.
because she was a sail, and i was a breeze.
i was just hoping to carry her away
but we stood alone at the side as the speech went on
about virtues, and having compassion come into play.
but what we never understood was why she said only tragedy can make compassion due
so i looked around, and picked a small white flower from the ground
and placed it in her hair
we could instantly see, it would never take any tragedy
to know that our love was true
and the tape hung like caution the morning summer air
beneath the trees, she found a soft spot to bury her head in her knees
and i just waited, hoping to not be seen.
because she was a sail, and i was a breeze.
i was just hoping to carry her away
but we stood alone at the side as the speech went on
about virtues, and having compassion come into play.
but what we never understood was why she said only tragedy can make compassion due
so i looked around, and picked a small white flower from the ground
and placed it in her hair
we could instantly see, it would never take any tragedy
to know that our love was true