One Day
Just like the flowers i held
One day we all wither away
The endless walking we’ve spent
Will come to that final rest
All the smiles that came by
Will dim the wide blue sky
One day just like the winter sun
All the talks will barely be whispers - gone
The leaves brown maple and yellow
Find its way to the scorched ground below
No better way to look at death but face to face
My fate my destiny i glady embrace
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