Burnt to Ashes: A Love Left Behind
When the fire of love fades, only the silence of loneliness remains.
I am burnt to ashes in the fire of love,
The one I once held dear is now far above.
My happiness has drifted to an unknown shore,
To a place where I can find it no more.
My joy has taken flight, soaring so high,
Vanishing forever into the deep blue sky.
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