Rose in the Vase – Motorama

Several years ,
away from each other,
away from each other.
Several years,
from highlands and oceans,
to lowlands and rivers.

Therefore the pain won’t stop.
Therefore the pain won’t stop.
The pain won’t stop.

I spend my days sitting,
in front of the fireplace.
You spend your days dying,
like a rose in the vase

New day comes.
Days go by.

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