Burning Florist

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I came with flowers, with hopes and love inside, but never knew to a florist, i was gifting — to a florist, who was burning her own flowers, and ashes settled on my bower.

Rising Star





Got to feel the pain
burn till the rain
cause  I am the sun
that's going to rise again.

I am the plane 
going for its flight
To clear the dark
need a glimpse of light

Gonna leave a mark
on your heart
even the rain of arrows
don't make me hurt

I got to go far
nothing can stop me
Cause I am the rising star

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