Cruel Phoenix
Inhaling, exhaling the grey smoke
creating clouds to hide the new born sun of spring
I've told the story of us on a map of Barcelona
where we watched the sea for hours, barely talking
where we walked for miles, strangers holding hands
You now live a life on your own, in my mind
Dancing upon ashes of memories, graceful
a smile brightened by the fireworks of my imagination
Cruel phoenix
I'm trapped in a million roses branches net, so help me
Give me scissors to rip my chest open and let you go
Give me poison to kill the feeling
I don't want to love you
I tought you would become a ghost and i am the one howling in the night
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