The stillness of the blood in my veins, pains my un beating heart.
As my final breath hangs on free flowing chains,
My fear is for now we must part.
For I cannot take you with me, though your hand is in my own,
Please my darling forgive me, for although I must leave,
I must leave alone.
The oblivion of our separation, is the death of the life that we share.
But look to life within memory, and as sure as the sun,
You will seen me standing there.
May I serve as a companion, when darkened nights grow cold.
I will always be your partner, remember the taste of my soul.
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