Watching the cherry burn
makes me think of us
and how we were
Breathing smoke
didn't change my heart
It was always me
The air made no difference
You hold no place in my heart
It was good
Now it's past
Don't cry that we're
done
Don't cry now we're alone
Don't hide because
we were wrong
Just live
you're too young to be broken
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