All candles beckon moths
Raw and stupid they obey
"Come to my light and glory"
"Why not? Candle,” naïve moths say
I am not a moth, dear candle
You can’t make me obey
For the light you give to me
A dear price I have to pay
Your tears for those moths are faked
I know that to be true
No matter how hard you try
Nothing will make me come to you
So many candles in the world
Let tears not sway you my friend
It’s always an ally that betrays you
That has always been the trend
A wrong turn around the bend
A dead end
A dead end………………………….
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