Dusk descends once again,
with the clouds of gloom
and these roses would soon perish
Would no longer bloom
yearning,waiting,burning, with this unhallowed lust
Ah! this raging flame,this everlasting thirst.
long gone are the loved ones that I had
so are those whom I circumstantially met
Yet I wait for you since time immemorial
perhaps you won't,perhaps its too late
I gaze dolefully at those dying roses,
one after another,they slowly turn pale
with my blood i try to paint them red
to make them stay a little longer,but to no avail.
let us make this night last forever
I love you its true
tonight i'll die,so shall you
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