Dying Rose

December 17, 2009
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This is my sad story
Hidden behind your false glories
I brush my pain on someone else
Trying to forget it myself

I'm a dying rose without a grave
And inside my core the angels sang:

Awake! And stand up strong
Awake! Time to move on
Forget! The last page in my last novel
You can read me like a book

This is my own illusion
Brought by the one conclusion
That your mistakes
Can't be erased
Your wings have broken
And your halo shattered
You've fallen away
Say 'goodbye' to your own masquerade

I'm a dying rose without a grave
And inside my core the angels sang:

Awake! And stand up strong
Awake! Time to move on
Regret! The last line in my last sonnet
Pretend emotions like a play

You see the words I've conquered
All their meanings have wandered
No matter what I say
The ice around my heart won't fade away
Someone bring my fire
An escape of some kind
My past is burden
No time to rewind

I'm a dying rose without a grave
And inside my core the angels sang:

Awake! And stand up strong
Awake! Time to move on
Remember! Yesterday is here to stay
But the pain will leave someday

This is my sad story





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