Some days are marked by your tears
And the scars, the pain, the fears
No more wishes and no more light
And you struggle, you struggle for your life
Oh come
I beckon
My arms
Your eyes
Failing to notice it all
Yesterday you wailed, you cried
Watched the feelings just leave and die
Anger, pride, your lust
The flames will fall, burning, Us
Look up
The rain
You dance
I die
Nothing to offer up now
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