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Flowers
You could drown in eyes like those,
And it seems that I am the one I no longer am.
In a cage in search of a bird,
To teach me how to fly away
From this decrepit place.
If you are the one who knows best,
Then please inform me on why I am so distressed.
They're playing our song,
And I let you plant gardens of lies in my chest,
Those flowers are still blooming.
So stay away from lonely places,
Stay away from me.
For the more you grow up the more time you spend alone.
And you know me I can't give up,
I'm drowning in the Deja Vu and I've seen these places before
I know the ending
I do not want to relive this horror.
Sweetheart,
What have you done.
They've come to kill our kind,
We are the last ones.
The rulers of long lost everything.
But a crown, like all.
Has its price.
And now I am the hero of this story,
I am the only one,
No one shares my enemies
I am left alone.
The flowers in my chest have started to rot.
I cling to them for they're all that's left of you that I've got
alas like everything memory fades
The flowers in my chest now but a grave
Stay away from dead places,
Stay away from me.
There are no birds in this cage,
There is no dying race,
The hunt has been called off, for everyone is gone.
The credits have rolled,
The crowds are gone.
My sunshine,
My sunshine,
I have lost you and now you are gone.
When there is nothing left,
Life is a tedious chore.
My sunshine,
My sunshine.
You are no more.
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