Flowers From Exile by Rome
i shall ask you for forgiveness
for all the things that i have done
i should have known better
but i won't ask for love nor shelter
think of me as the one to remain unknown
for more than i you have been a face to hide
you have become a name to forget
would you ever surrender?
we stay far from you who wait petrified
inside your countries fortified
your dread of the deep
so unlike our dread of sleep
you won't quench this glow
you won't stem this tide
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