dawn aproaches
there's little left of the night
collecting all the memories
in tears that fall light

the sun rises with it's flames
and i will bask in it's heat
memories are like flowers 
when burned they smell sweet

memories of a time
that i keep in my mind
life has fell apart
it's been left behind

maybe some fresh flowers
i think lily's will do...
i'll throw them on your casket
as i think of you