You looked at me
As you spoke the words of a red rose
The silence that followed
It cradled, I swallowed
We could embrace it naturally
And then you opened a gate
That led to a path which bloomed as we walked into perfect grass
So naive, I chased you, blinded by petty fantasy
The power of you had drifted into me
Desire flowed as possibilities in my foolish head
And under your spell I drew the blinds over the red
And I saw white, only white
Perhaps I diverted my sight to the daylight
Oh, I chased you, blinded by petty fantasy
The power of you had drifted, had drifted into me
You looked at me
As you spoke the words of a...
And then the light began to flicker
And under it I began to wither
And then the light began to flicker
And under it I began to wither
Flicker
You looked at me
As you spoke the words of a...
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