forest fires, run wild inside. oh- stain reds on my grounds forever. . r e v e o r r o o f f f why must the coldness always incite, and to the darkness, light surrender ? ? ? ? goodbye again--compassion and warmth. l L Li i i i e ie e e n l l l lie still on the ground above. f f for years though i have mourned, i cannot remember how to love. to to to ve love TO TO TO TO TO TO LOOV OVE E E E E E E E E V V O O O