You have gone million light-years away
Time waved last farewell with the aeons
The white nightingale sung his song before its
tender voice to be gone forever
The seven moons' light shall be gone
by the end of the twenty years of night
The ninth suns soon shall be awaken
From silver-silk slumber
One by one they'll rise and shine
Thirteen urns for the Forsaken
For each of them -
A single tear covered with thorny pain
and ugly emotions.
Let the rain wash away everything else
Until it fades
Until your memories losts its satin shade
Time has lost its beauty
No one recalls
Birds have flown away
Searching for a new home to stay
Forests seems so hollow now
moons are no longer shining in the night
Even the ninth suns could not warm your soul,
nor your heart
They've lost its halos as they rose
You slipped away
Drown in the ocean,
I could not hold you back,
You decided to disappear
Where have you gone?
I should've hold you tight.
After twenty million light-years
My longing is still the same
I wish I could see you again.
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