You said you loved me,
you'd always be there for me,
well, where are you now?
you'd always be there for me,
well, where are you now?
Where the Red fern grows,
Where the white raven crows.
Where the sky runs red,
Where the last word is not said.
Where fire runs cold,
Where no one turns old.
Where love is truly a fairy tale.
Your Fellow Writer,
King-Of-Spades
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