The old flame left A new hope came Still couldn't help this bereft Stuck on you, old flame I pushed new hope away I maybe am an ingrate Another road I deny Eating myself up with hate Peek at myself in the river. Say I ain't wrong Seek solace until it's over Since flying is the prong Fading fire now gone I seek a different light Roughly relating the old one Waiting amidst the dark night. - M
Meleria Mangaring