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A withered rose

in a corner of your heart

a withered sentiment

that our nights will come back

i am waiting alone

cold and shapeless

a figure of forgetfullness

without words or thoughts

rest in peace my world

with all your laws and lies

i shall meet my Lord

and steal back my time

one can forget a song

one can forget his own

one can't forgive the sight

that one once had in the light

embrace me with thy wings

lay down beside my sins

the crown shall fit our heads

together, alone, we tread

long gone, away

far from time and space

in the shadow of heavens

i wait for you, my grace