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The wind blows gently across the fields of blue roses
Scattering the petals across a grey sky
My heart, my soul, my love still calls to you
Even though you are long gone from this cursed earth

Let it be that these fall from sweet misery
A buried secret, a forbidden truth that has always hunted my tongue
The pastor said "SPEAK NOW!!! OR FOREVER HOLD YOUR PEACE!!!!"
I should have said something, even though the consequences would have
Been grand

But still a single from my heart
Just one word would have made all the difference to us
My wings have turned from white to grey and grey to black
I can feel the feather beneath my feet, slowly turning into ashes

The roses have gone cold and become a wicked blue
All that is left in my mouth is the bitter taste of silver
The phoenix has finally lost her flame, she raises no More
For rat and sorrow have made and bore a child of called
Loveless........

Written with love a of poetry