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stosh 'Buy My Cries'
In this final hour,
life becomes an ease.
Single out a flower,
let me pick it, please.

We're no longer living,
plans made yesterday.
Taking without giving,
smiles have to pay.

Like a broken Arrow,
halfway in my Heart.
Tears become so narrow,
memories fall apart.

Feel my hug forever,
as I will feel you.
Words begin to sever,
everything we knew.

Skies no longer follow,
Moons no longer gleam.
Souls lost in the shallow,
Stars become a dream.

Keep me in your Dust,
I'll see you in the Sand.
Secrets of our lust,
wherever we may stand.

Fading through the Knoll,
Coins become my eyes.
Enough to pay the Toll,
but not to buy my cries!