Will you be there,
At my last moment of life,
When I breathe out my last breath of love.
Will you kneel beside me,
For I will die in your embrace,
Where my flowers bloom one last time for you.
Sweet child, please do not weep,
For when you run out of words,
It is when I - when I run out of love.
Aug 24, 2016
Aug 24, 2016 at 8:02 AM UTC
Will you be there,
At my last moment of life,
When I breathe out my last breath of love.
Will you kneel beside me,
For I will die in your embrace,
Where my flowers bloom one last time for you.
Sweet child, please do not weep,
For when you run out of words,
It is when I - when I run out of love.
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