Your left-over paper wrappers.
Warmth of a moment still lasting
Being dragged away by the hand
Of a colder wind.
The promises you made,
Remembered around my neck;
Torn by the wind and
Your leaving.
These paper lanterns hold no more light
Than fireflies.
Your heart holds no more love
Than this moment.
Warmth of a moment still lasting
Being dragged away by the hand
Of a colder wind.
The promises you made,
Remembered around my neck;
Torn by the wind and
Your leaving.
These paper lanterns hold no more light
Than fireflies.
Your heart holds no more love
Than this moment.
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