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Ashes
I waited on the full moon
It was autumn, the air was thick and restless
The leaves burned red in the light of the moon
I hid the black rose in my back pocket...
It was for you, and you only
I waited, and waited...
Soon the blackness surrounded me, but I kept waiting
I know you will come, I just know it...
It turns out you came that night
Just not for me...
I should have known, he was always better than me
When you were in pain
I was the only one who came to warm your heart...
But, I was never an option
Just a last resort...
I look at the time
It's midnight...
I take my lighter out of my pocket
I get sparks, and then the dim flame...
I set the nearest tree on fire
Now,it is really burning red
I grab the rose from my pocket, and throw it in the flames...
The next morning I come back to stare at the ashes...
I can see it...amongst the ashes
The rose did not burn...
And neither did my love for you...
It was autumn, the air was thick and restless
The leaves burned red in the light of the moon
I hid the black rose in my back pocket...
It was for you, and you only
I waited, and waited...
Soon the blackness surrounded me, but I kept waiting
I know you will come, I just know it...
It turns out you came that night
Just not for me...
I should have known, he was always better than me
When you were in pain
I was the only one who came to warm your heart...
But, I was never an option
Just a last resort...
I look at the time
It's midnight...
I take my lighter out of my pocket
I get sparks, and then the dim flame...
I set the nearest tree on fire
Now,it is really burning red
I grab the rose from my pocket, and throw it in the flames...
The next morning I come back to stare at the ashes...
I can see it...amongst the ashes
The rose did not burn...
And neither did my love for you...
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