My need, in rain i wait
All my dreams to shadow laid
Falling down on deeper wounds
Complete me, failing part of you
Weakening my weakened me
The mourning and the rose
Breaking what was left in me
Wither, wane, erode
Trusting is an end to what it seems
And as i am for you i will never be.
Enshroud the light, smother, end, another loss,
Burnt to a cinder, final chapters never close.
Spelled under water, written on sand,
Whispering forlorn in an enchanted land.
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