Old Oak Tree
The flames were lit with a hope
Amongst the new worlds growth
But what is this blaze after all?
To live, to love and to lore
New dreams, she thought it through
Meant for us if she knew
That's all that echoed around by most
Sitting next to the vintage note
They were just too scared to see
What she really wanted to be
To let her go, set herself free
Just like an old oak tree
Now, the blazes talk control
Poisoning her stardust soul
The truth that killed her frequently
Her happy ever after didn't come so easily...
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