My Sweet Wild Thing

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    All the tones of sky’s red at twilight
    Found in her hair and soul turned into fire the cold
    Winter’s wind I used to carry inside
    And that lips, so sweet and velvety
    Can burn the hottest flames, or bring the autumn grace
    And even change the reality

    Sometimes the summer rain relieves the heat
    Sometimes its thunders make you tremble with fear

    Wild thing, can take my pain and make it fade away
    My sweet, could you take my heart and throw into
    Flames?

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    All the curves, colors and perfect traits
    Picture of renaissance, detailed with elegance
    Could spend all my time watching all the shades
    All the words have their own harmony
    They don't need a rhyme, they can be out of time
    And all those whispers sound like a symphony

    I feel her moves like poetry
    And feel every tear like a tragedy

    Wild thing, can take my pain and make it fade away
    My sweet, could you take my heart and throw into
    Flames?

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    Composition: Marcus Prates

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