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Wild

In the rising dawn you left,
and returned with dusk on horses made of passion,
ran away with sparks in pocket,
and came back with fire in heart,
when the winter is gone,
my spring is yours.

By the side of howling wolves,
you ran the forests and kissed the moon,
i watched it fade and thought of you,
where the rivers start,
you found secrets of falling stars,
from the north i ve been watching you.

Hand in hand with the death,
you laughed and danced,
like life can no longer cause you pain,
on your song you wore my name,
and i knew, the first day of summer,
when i saw you in the light,
you came for me to never let me go,
on the back of horses we rode,
your heart was wild,
and so was mine,
i was yours.

I can hear you song from far away,
tonight we shall ride free,
young is the night,
wild are hearts,
come and kiss me.
Written by MarekMonster (The Night Hunter)
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