The candles are bleeding...
And words are all spoken
The winds are still breathing
The way we have lost then
I’m weeping for dreaming
I’m dreaming of sleep
Our friendship is ceasing
I don’t wanna feel
The silence of moment
The secret of pain
It is so lost
It is so frail
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