*There's an occurrence of death with a blazing flame,
Where ashes and dust are the only remains,
When hope is swallowed into a terrible pain,
And when a love once so strong steadily begins to drain.
Along with that flame, a big part of me shall fade,
With the happiness you took, I'll strive so much to regain.
I'll fake a smile and laugh until on a very great day,
I'll rebuild myself without you and I won't be afraid.*
Sep 28, 2014
Sep 28, 2014 at 5:24 AM UTC
*There's an occurrence of death with a blazing flame,
Where ashes and dust are the only remains,
When hope is swallowed into a terrible pain,
And when a love once so strong steadily begins to drain.
Along with that flame, a big part of me shall fade,
With the happiness you took, I'll strive so much to regain.
I'll fake a smile and laugh until on a very great day,
I'll rebuild myself without you and I won't be afraid.*
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