Autumn Ii
It's time to start loving myself,
It's time to start moving on,
Let your memory wither by itself
And let my new flame be born.
It's just a tiny spark,
The tiniest of hope,
Helping me in the dark,
Helping me to finally cope.
I sought the love of others
Before I sought my own
A flaw as fragile as burning feathers,
A flaw you've never shown.
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