Dying Embers
I awake...to the dawning of the truth
As I feel my heart strings...breaking loose
Hoping you will understand...how hard I tired
I gave you all I had to give
My heart... my soul...to live within
I gave you wings... in hopes that you could fly
For alas...the dye was cast
And so... I say goodbye...at last
To a dream...that I...could not unfold
Embers in the fire growing cold
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