My Last
If this is going to be my last,
Then all that I have been,
Is just a shadow of me cast,
Of all I am within...
The last time I may hold your hand,
To watch the sunset rise,
The hour glass that's filled with sand,
That runs in tears you cry...
The last time I may feel your breath,
Blow softly on my lips,
Till all that I may have is left,
To give back in a kiss...
The last time I may hear my name,
Said softly in my ear,
So turbulent the winds will tame,
And slowly disappear...
If this is going to be my last,
Then all I am to be,
Is everything that made the past,
Become the you and me...
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