4: Loneliness


Loneliness

If I must die,
If death be near,
I want no crying,
Not a tear.
For it is not this
Death I fear
But instead living
Without you here
Don’t take this to heart
I’ll do nothing severe
Through the darkness
One must persevere
Just stay near
Just stay here
And I have nothing to left to fear


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