Not Yet.
Yesterday,a ghost of someone better haunting in the shadows that he hath
banished it to.
I will bring you back.
From death and darkness to the light I will resurrect you to former greatness with
a last hope at her hand.
Better man she loved so long ago...I am not dead.
Not yet.
Wounded child hath sent you in jealousy to live beneath selfish pride and
careless discontent of the perfect life...of the perfect lady.
I will bring you back.
To the surface to resurface faith in those who had given up.
To heal those hurt by his ways.
To break the silence.
Don't lose faith love...I am not dead.
Not yet.
Yesterday, I will bring you to life once more.
Kind and caring, truthful and committed.
Selfish child sent back...I have much to prove.
Much to make up.Much living left to do.
Don't forget Love...I am not dead.
Not...yet.
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