Under the yellow fever tree

no one's here anymore,
I guess truth drove them away
now it's just me that lingers here still
trying to revive yesterday
reawaken a dorment love
a heartache that could not be erased
a little secret of my own

there are no bounderies anymore,
i get it now.
I'm one of the papier flowers,
the disposable ones who vanisch in rain
to never be rememberd again

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