The Fog of Hope

Breathing bodies moving around me, mine too wearily walks among them
Secrets and poisons, bottled up minds, got a new outlook to read their minds
They tell me she doesn’t care for you, but I believe I know the truth
If only could the beast tell the beauty the worlds he meant for her.

And there comes someone who promised you the world,
Making ours seem to you terribly smaller
I am ready to fold if you only see me, but not more than me
'Coz I can’t do it alone, if you long the stardust just as you had told
I never promised you the world of sheen
If only you’d known, my spoken words meant more than they seemed.

(Part 3/5)

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