love can live but fate tears us apart
love can heal but these wounds have no heart
you are my love, my precious little gem
I would rather die, than watch your light dim
my dying rose, her heartbeats turns low
going silent, it fades so slow
I close my eyes and lets it roll
I will stay in her arms, till darkness and beyond
A window by my side close to the shore
I listen to her breath, its music to my soul
I slept in her dreams, or she woke up in mine
she said no goodbye, she will say no more..
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