Bleeding Sunset
Come with me, and hold my hand
Watch the fire bleed from the sky
Gaze upon the inferno while we stand
as the crimson and oranges slowly die
This isn't an end,
more a beginning
A start to something great
The end of a single story
and the birth of an extraordinary tale.
We are the characters my dear
You and I
And as this day fades
My doubt vanishes
Knowing that this bleeding sunset means one thing
The bleeding sky tells me that it isn’t over
That our story has just begun
So hold my hand my dear,
and hold me close
As those flames fade into the night
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