Theres a tremble in my heart as I knell down beside A lonely tear it stumbles on my face Your golden silhouette is slowly rising up above me As a frozen scream is silenced on escape Theres a candle on the table, castes a flicker of shadow And memories they roll neatly through the flames The wind outside is vague but its raining to the max And the levy of my mind it bares the weight. Wilted flowers they stare back from the corner of the table, Tattered carpet it rolls neatly to the door. So I stand and slowing turn heading sternly to tomorrow But this day will linger on forever more.
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