It's all burnt in fire
leaving ashes on the ashtray of life
I wonder what it's called again?
if tomorrow happens to be it, then it's meant to be
what if you're the fire
and I'm the piece of paper?
so we can be together forever
burnt into ashes of life
disguising ourselves from the naked eyes
so we can run away
disappearing
vanishing
and finally gone..
with joy and passion! perhaps?
or perhaps it was supposed to be inside out and upside down?
I don't mind being either one
coz in our eyes we're still different
and you
you will always be b e a u t i f u l.
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