i belive in the sun to shine
for us to await the arrival of night

a small shaped story tickeled my tongue
and now it ends with this bitter taste

those undone days rejected ever to wake
within my heart those flowers are blooming
never realized them as thorns
as they pierced my skin and let me bleed
yet those days keep my soul drowning

i held you...
i held you tight...
i held you tight to keep you away
so you couldn't see my heart
and when i let you off
you slipped too far

those undone days rejected ever to wake
now drains the hours i weep alone
and with the thorns gathered
i lay down and await the arrival of the night

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