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RED ROSES~


Red Roses on my bed.
Fallen leafs of the dead autumn.
Crimson, have you ever been more beautiful?
This lukewarm dream cannot be true.

opening my eyes,
I'm able to see the truth.
But how could I forget about the past,
when these scars reminds me of it.

Those memories of you.
Lying on my bed unmoved. But still,
so beautiful and fragile.

This dream is keeping me asleep.
Even though I'm sad,
I wasn't surprised.

By the look in your eyes,
I was able to see it.
No words were needed.
Just this lonesome moment.

I tried to be brave.
I tried to survive.
But how could I even see tomorrow,
when my eyes are closed by this fantasy?

When I'm alone searching for the answers.
To look for a better day to come.
To see, if I'm able to sleep alone.
But in the end,
how could I ever be better without you...?