Candles, Me And Your Gale
On the first day of Christmas
I litted a red candle for one
On the second day...
A white candle for him
On the third day...
A pink candle for her
In the succeeding days
I litted a candle for souls of the old days.
For twelve days I litted a candle
Twelve days I prayed
Twelve days all my candles stayed
Twelve graves I prayed for and stayed.
With your strong winds
Me and the twelve candles I litted
Gale you... you blew away!
"Don't stop praying and caring!
In time, prayers will all be answered...
in caring."
(Prosebite)
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