Petals In The Grass
The Final Scene
Tender blush-rose lips
Whisper a sad story
Needing to be kissed
Goes unnoticed
Kind chestnut eyes
Filled with tears
Needing to be dried
Stare back in haunted torment
Delicate hands
Never being touched
Needing to be held
Go lonely
She turns away
In solitude
Needing an embrace
Forgetting goodbyes
Whisper a sad story
Needing to be kissed
Goes unnoticed
Kind chestnut eyes
Filled with tears
Needing to be dried
Stare back in haunted torment
Delicate hands
Never being touched
Needing to be held
Go lonely
She turns away
In solitude
Needing an embrace
Forgetting goodbyes
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The Final Scene
The Final Scene