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Shrouded by endless flame,
I could feel your gaze on me;
whether it was genuine or fake
was completely lost to me
and when you finally fell,
I felt a surge of sudden hope,
for maybe you could finally tell,
what it was that helped you cope,
or maybe you'd say it was okay,
although it truly wasn't,
but if it was your last day,
wouldn't you want to be open?
But I guess it's not up to you,
or so they might imply,
maybe it's up to me; it's true,
oh, how time does fly by
Of course, I'd choose a spot,
something that would leave one staring,
that would dull out all the shouts,
something that shows you how long I've been caring,
And maybe when the flame died down,
I'd have to say good-bye,
But I promise on my crown,
that I wouldn't leave without a fight
So, please, if only for a moment,
I want you to blaze bright,
so I won't have to forfeit,
if only for one more night
