shed a tear for me,
even if in my days
i had left you shattered.
grieve for me
even if you're in doubt
that i had paid my sins enough.
spare me a moment of silence,
for i had loved and failed myself.
write the song you've written in red
and let me take it with me,
either in the dark coldness
or bitter heat.
let every line fade with me
as it did a year ago.
but when time fails
to take away my memories,
think of me when i was nineteen,
when the sky used to be dark
and stars shine in thousands.
when time finally heals you,
scatter me in the sea
where our souls were once sheltered.
confide to the air:
"ashes that once loved me
would no longer hold me back."
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