A heavy river by the unspoken stories
At each petal's flower , there is a title
The first : the grave of my dreams
The second :the cloud of my thinking
The third : the deep illusion
The never ending lessons of past
Do you still want to have this rose after losing its charm ?
And my story is going by the river
I am still standing , waiting for my fallen angel ( still waiting )
The scars of lost memories on my skin ( Such an old pain )
I am hiding from my reflection in the mirror ( blaming my other side )
Roses are fading away , away , away
The petals are falling down , down , down
I am trying to hold this flame deep inside
I am lighting up my dark soul
Is that much far away from the reality i am ? Oh ! This insane illusion
The flower in its agony call out for a savior
I am still standing , waiting for my fallen angel ( never leaving)
The scars of lost memories on my skin ( they are disappearing )
I am hiding from my reflection in the mirror ( afraid of what i have became )
Roses are fading away , away , away
The petals are falling down , down , down
Will the flowers bloom in the spring again ?
Will the happiness warm my heart again ?
Written by : Hajar Belhachmi

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