Mechanical Moth Dead Roses
wondering for a while
is it love, and unseen smile?
Little smile and sudden glimpse
behold the thorns I would miss
so many words around one wish
become a roses little kiss
With the winds, took all her leaves
falling on empty ground
on an autumns dusty eve,
a fading grace without a sound
Innocence behind your eyes
bitterness inside your heart
screaming silence all around
not a sign of end in sight
Seizing shadows of my fate
in a differ ray of light
behind my overwhelming hate
to heavens bright
