otrdiena, 2010. gada 20. jūlijs

Past Candle

I light a candle in the night
Remembering the long gone days
Before the wind blew it out
Never ever to burn again

My memories serve like a lighter
But there is no candle anymore
How I wish I could mold another one
But who will give me mastic?

Days that were so bright
Now seem dim and dull
Maybe really you were
The glim of our lives?

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