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Monday, 21 December 2009

Golden Ash

Was there any point
To my hopeless wishes
For transparent kisses

The sky will never change
And rain will always fall
Amongst the gray blues

I walked through the storm
And your rainbow faded
In the end
The gold turned to ash
By my happy eyes
Now smiles into tears
But yet still I have fears

For you burn those who touch you
And yet you burn all the frowns
And although I wish to think not much of you
When you fall, I will too fall down

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