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Lonely nights and days
	Dreaming of a woman that did not exist
Moments of memories without substance
	waiting for my soul-mate to stumble into my life
That's when I found her between my consuming thoughts
	Ariabelle: A piece of my heart

Each morning, I awake beside her
	Wondering if we shared our night's dreams
Shared moments together absent of memories

This morning the air was full of ghosts
	I could feel them in the morning breeze
Cold as her skin in winter's snow

Today had an eerie beauty to it
	A moment caught in time
That would never fade away

In the car, we drove to the music of Gothic opera
	Down the newly paved asphalt streaming through the trees
On our way to the marina to sail together for the first time 
	Between the closing curtains of day
That's when I told her about how perfect today felt
	About my feelings of death today

What would happen if I died
	Could you ever survive
Between now to the afterlife

Would you be-able to be happy again
	Smiles like moon-light
After the raining of your heart

Could you be strong for me
	Live for both of us
With the part of myself that's inside
	
Sailing together through the lapping waves
	Feels like we are on an alien world
The heaven starts to brew with a storm
	Cloaking the moonlight and stars
Wind starts to blow our ship on destiny's course
	Where I must depart from you for now

Overboard I fell into the freezing water
	Screams echoing from my love
Into the rain, lighting, and thunder

Spiraling down the depths of the ocean
	Life flashing through my eyes
Holding on as bubbles drift away like angels

Trying to dream one last time
	What it will be like when we see each-other again
After death's nap

Life after death
	No heaven or hell
Just a remit of energy deteriorating away
	Trying to exist for one moment more
My eyes unable to express
	All of the emotions that I feel
	
One last time together
	Lying beside my love in bed
Watching her cry herself to sleep

Last words never to be heard
	Ghost whispers in the wind
My heart unsure where to begin

Therefore we just sleep and dream
	That perhaps before I'm gone
We can be together again in forgotten memories
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