Withering Rose

All these feelings bottled up

So much pain and so many regrets,

Leave me while I'm still recovering:

My lips are numb from our fights,

I'm the dead rose

Who failed to rise,

And the world kept on going

Sun after moon:

Sun after moon,

I was given no chance,

I have no feelings as I lie there;

My heart is paralys'd

And I'm no more heavy...

Heavenly-wind captures me;

As I fly,

I have no remorse now;

Since I learnt,

But I'm silly enough to get trapped again

And that's who I am.

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