• last year
Why does my chest feel like fire,
A storm in my eyes, a burning desire

In this city of dreams, under the sky so clear,
Why does everyone walk with worry, with fear?

Through the streets where silence cries loud,
Hearts beat anxious in the bustling crowd

Why's there a tempest that no one can see,
In every glance, in you, in me?

This town's alive yet troubled inside,
A question that echoes, can love abide

Rain down, wash away the doubts that lay,
Bring back the calm, let the storm fade away.

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