Crimson of Ooo
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I burned a box of our old stuff today,
Lit it on fire watched the ashes float away,
For a moment the box burned bright,
Then like our love turned black as night,
I never thought I’d go and do it,
Thought I’d keep the box and go through it,
Reminiscing of times long lost,
Into the box went the match I tossed,
I feel no better about how things went,
The pain, the love, or the time I spent,
Telling myself I must move on,
That all former traces of love are gone,
I blink the ghosts out of my eyes,
Forget the pain and all the lies,
I’m fine for now or so it seems,
Until she haunts me in my dreams…
Lit it on fire watched the ashes float away,
For a moment the box burned bright,
Then like our love turned black as night,
I never thought I’d go and do it,
Thought I’d keep the box and go through it,
Reminiscing of times long lost,
Into the box went the match I tossed,
I feel no better about how things went,
The pain, the love, or the time I spent,
Telling myself I must move on,
That all former traces of love are gone,
I blink the ghosts out of my eyes,
Forget the pain and all the lies,
I’m fine for now or so it seems,
Until she haunts me in my dreams…