Thorns and no rose
• Written by GwenCassandra
We were not wrong, time was
ripp'd us with his bloody claws
in your eyes it was me, I suppose
like a bramble of thorns and no rose
Everything is now set in standby
We all have our truths and our lies
nothing's left here to clarify
once a fire, now a firefly
But I do not miss you, you know
And I do not want to, you know
Come along and play my part
take a bow, grab a rose and restart
And I do not think that you
could know what we have just screwed
but you know that what we have had
in the end, was not bad at all
when you fall and you lose controll
could be hurt or be new, whole.
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GwenCassandra
Member since December 18 2013