This. This is the end
Of our intertwined fate
Of our coinciding paths
The end that came quite late

Of our intersecting encounter
Of our windingly parallel paths
This is the end of "we" and "our"
This certainly must be the last

The most precious final time
That our eyes would meet
That our skin would touch
That we'd smile so sweet

Allow me to hold you
Embrace but not too long
For if I stay longer in your arms
Everything would go wrong

I would be incapable to let go
To push away and to walk out
To turn my back towards you
My adieu would be full of doubts

Let's stay like this for a bit
Enough to make hearts flutter
To have bittersweet reminisces
Enough moments to last forever

Enough but not too long
That it'd make hearts break
Or impossible to say goodbye
And leave memories that ache

So let me have one last glance
Not stare but one final look
At what i had lost, what i once had
Something that was mine but time took

Within defiled waters
Shedding raven tears
Alive through tainted blood
What else could one fear
Carrying a cerulean heart
Wielding neither sword nor bow
Wearing arrows and daggers
Dancing amidst the fiery snow
With eyes of burning crimson
Soul as calm as the stormy sea
With unwavering courage and hope
Enough to make the mountains flee
She spoke with a voice, that of a child
A child of war, a child who is king
Making the skies and stars tremble
Statues weep, and the forests sing
Ominous but casts no shadow
Harmless with menace as counterpart
She was the musician, the writer and the artist
As she was the song, the lines and the art