• I want to admit to you
    Within a letter composed
    A letter, to whom from who
    Wrapped with lace and bows.

    A letter that contains tears and hope
    A little bit of blood and pain,
    filled with things of which I cannot cope
    Things that clog my veins.

    But the letter burns bright
    In the orange fire, it consumes!
    A letter to ashes, it takes flight.
    And from my eyes, tears bloom.