Before you leave me,
Listen to what my soul has to say.
Listen to what my tearing heart has to say,
For the last time..
Don't have words to say what you were to me, but.
Sparkling sunshine of hopes to my diminishing world, you were.
My endless anxiety which haunted me to death, you were the relief.
Even grace and peace abandoned me,
but you were there,
Smiling with those innocent hazel eyes you have got.
Why did you choose me, I wonder.
But I no longer wonder,
You also choose to abandon me.
Yes, finally I choose what I want to do.
Peace, it is.
It's death, finally…



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