do not be in sorrow
Death is the sorrow of those left behind
that I no longer belong to a world in which a life of your own is only just beginning, so young and carefree.I will miss those eyes most of all, the bluest eyes that ever be.
My time that I must leave draws near but I shall feel at peace, as it is your face whose mine, is last to ever see
It is your hand held in mine and it be you who sits closely, right here next to me.
Rest, I will not lie amongst the earth's soil underground, as it is the sky that my soul shall drift, so high above the clouds.
pleading questions bare no answer which you seek be found
only the blood that runs through your veins and strong mind shall we remain forever bound
fear not
I will always
I will never not, of you my dear be proud
follow life as though a rhythm, which be true to only your ears, a sweet and warming sound
untill upon we meet again, this is goodbye for now
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