By WSM
In this death-stricken view, where petals softly blew,
I rumbled out a wretched “Hold me” and waited to see,
If it was true, if it was real then,
Why didn’t you hold me for last time’s sake.
Where Petals Softly Blew
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By WSM
In this death-stricken view, where petals softly blew,
I rumbled out a wretched “Hold me” and waited to see,
If it was true, if it was real then,
Why didn’t you hold me for last time’s sake.
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