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This love never dies

Though dormant

Is soon to come alive

At any moment

And is surely to awaken

Fate is a faith that never fears

And though I can see you looking back

All I can see is you trembling and shaking



Now, what does it mean when a love is thrown into a memory

And tossed into the fire of what now could never be



But, now I can feel it

Like a thorn

But I still can't see it

Through the storm

That our heart's are waging



Now, what does it mean when a love is thrown into a memory

And tossed into the fire of what now could never be



Leaves have fallen for three years now

Where are the buds that aren't forming

And why is there constant cold

Knowing you may never bloom again