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to a friend
a flower bloomed, and now its petals turned to ash
broken dreams fall like tears now, and you're aching
I searched hard for answers, but was left penniless
I saw the light in your eyes, and I smiled with you
but now all that is left is ashen, and lost with her
hold on, my friend, and the darkness will pass
posted by megan 12:44 AM
