our paths have changed
and no longer do we meet
on this road
called life
I have been wondering
like a merchant
trying to give my soul
to whoever will buy
but my products are inferior
to the competition
that man
with the black hair
so tonight I sugar my own rice
and wait for you under the moon
knowing that tomorrow I will continue
on my path
but today I take a different road
called fate
there I find you
only to see
your dress is a different
shade of blue
with a stain of red
your no longer the innocent girl
I once knew
and my only regret is
I didn't take the road
that would have lead
to my certain doom
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