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I'm so sorry to do this,
So sorry to go,
The words left unspoken,
The things you'll never know.
But I'll always be beside you,
Guiding you with my love,
I'll wrap you in my arms,
And soar you way above.
Don't ever feel lonely,
'Cause I'm just a breath away,
I'll stand there and protect you,
From your fears,
Night and day.
Wherever you are,
My light will shine down,
To guide you through darkness,
Whenever you may frown.
'Cause though I'm not with you,
My body may be gone,
But my presence is still here,
My love will carry on.
I'll fight your demons,
The cause of your woe,
And follow you through life,
Wherever you may go.
At the moment you're lonely,
Hurt and cold,
But my love is still here,
It will never fold.
It will warm up the cold nights,
And set fire to the rest,
Surround us in its beauty,
Put the heavens to test.
If you ever get sad,
In these cold days,
I'll heat up the sky,
And sparkle my rays.
I'll open my arms,
And hold you dear,
I'll sing a lullaby,
For you to hear.
So my sweet little child,
Don't be sad,
Remember my smiles,
And the laughs we had.
Wrapped in my embrace,
There's nothing to fear,
Trust me my love,
I'll always be here.
So sorry to go,
The words left unspoken,
The things you'll never know.
But I'll always be beside you,
Guiding you with my love,
I'll wrap you in my arms,
And soar you way above.
Don't ever feel lonely,
'Cause I'm just a breath away,
I'll stand there and protect you,
From your fears,
Night and day.
Wherever you are,
My light will shine down,
To guide you through darkness,
Whenever you may frown.
'Cause though I'm not with you,
My body may be gone,
But my presence is still here,
My love will carry on.
I'll fight your demons,
The cause of your woe,
And follow you through life,
Wherever you may go.
At the moment you're lonely,
Hurt and cold,
But my love is still here,
It will never fold.
It will warm up the cold nights,
And set fire to the rest,
Surround us in its beauty,
Put the heavens to test.
If you ever get sad,
In these cold days,
I'll heat up the sky,
And sparkle my rays.
I'll open my arms,
And hold you dear,
I'll sing a lullaby,
For you to hear.
So my sweet little child,
Don't be sad,
Remember my smiles,
And the laughs we had.
Wrapped in my embrace,
There's nothing to fear,
Trust me my love,
I'll always be here.
Literature
Crona's Poem
Cast away
Beat down and broken
I must obey
The word is spoken
Draw a circle of protection
Kept at bay
Keep away
So far apart from her perfection
Shadows loom
Lost in the gloom
I slowly slip away
A thirsty sea of stone and sand
Lost within a nightmare land
Afraid of night without a day
When the monsters come and play
I hear the serpent at my ear
She's urging me to drown the fear
But deep within this tortured mind
Wicked secrets you will find
I think that soon I'll fall apart
Their kindness only breaks my heart
I'll pass the nights in misery
With no one there to comfort me
The home I have is not a home
The life I lead i
Literature
Crona's Poem
My blood is black,
Yours is red,
That makes all the difference,
The hate, the bruises,
Maybe it's just my mother's love?
Ragnarok is my friend, or at least that's what I thought,
Friends are supposed to hurt me a lot,
Those screams, those cries,
I can hear them after they die,
Mother says it's okay though,
That those people deserved to go,
Just like those bunnies that I had to kill,
I stared after their hearts had become still,
The last one left had shivered and tried to run,
I brought down the sword and my job was done,
Mother let me stay out of the cell that night,
Because I had caused that disgusting sight,
She praised me
Literature
Crona's Poem
Death is imminent in all situations.
No matter the case, it'll come
Thus, why live on this planet
of pollution and horror?
A new terror to haunt our minds
appearing everyday.
Living insecure and lonely lives.
Corners being our only form of refuge.
Our rushing blood our only true friend.
Blood is the equivalent of death.
Death is the equivalent of blood.
Therefore, life is death.
Yet the horrors continue to grow.
New ones continue to come.
How are we to deal with this?
The right choice is impossible to make,
and inevitably, every choice is death.
Why not pass instead?
Pass everything.
Pass life!
Yes, that is the choic
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I agree, and I'd say very well written too. When I first started reading it really felt like it was written to me. I actually stopped reading just to double check who wrote it.