when the clouds up there stop playing across,
will love still be in the air or it will then carry a cross?
though it was a complicated thing that never rely on a toss,
still it just colors my will to move on for my cause.
love indeed has no walls,no rules,no laws..
but when its part is broken,what's gone? what's lost?
though chances are just playing...moving and tossing across,
still i'll move on for my cause even if i'm to carry a cross..
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This has potential but needs some work. If we had the workshops set up, they're are so many here would help.i am willing to help. Like first verse third line, Though it's complicated i still give a toss, That kind of thing shapes and softens. I'll look in again and see what your thoughts are. Regards Roscoe...