the moth
misunderstood the flame
not wanting to burn by
but bask in its warmth
too close
it came
misunderstood the flame
not wanting to burn by
but bask in its warmth
too close
it came
if dreams could be real
you'd live
we'd walk in the park, smiling
but spring's here again
and you are not
you'd live
we'd walk in the park, smiling
but spring's here again
and you are not
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