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[Addeson]

Poems, everyone! (c)

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I regret a decision
Made just a moment ago
I whisper to the candle
To make it slowly fade
Like outlived
And outfashioned love

My heart, a plundered grave
With ashes blown to dust
I stride the city streets
I cry when no-one hears
And echo of my shady past
Returns my cry
As gift all wrapped in lust
And passed to you
With hand so innocent
As one of fate
Dressed in immaculate
White and decisive glove
Goodbye --

I judge myself
And find no guilt
Nor when I feel your breath
So warmly deafening my ear
Nor when I drink the cup
You've kept for someone else
Pure and cold
But how can I escape my fault?

I judge myself
Just when I slip out of the door
When my Boston suit
Battered with wealth
Suddenly slips onto the cold floor
When my clock wound to withhold
Another morning and its dreary mist
Suddenly stops
And there's no time to twist
The silver handle
As well as light the candle
Fear the scandal
Or taste the bitter
After what was sweet

I saved one's life
But I'm not sure if it's mine
Or yours
Before the things get worse
I beg you of another chance
To waste
And afterwards
Remember it as a romance
Not as a mourning song
So long --

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