I keep a smile on my face,
Not by myself but by the pace,
The speed of life.

I keep a smile with grace,
Not for herself but for a brace,
The support of life.

She was my dearest fave,
Not by heart but for the pave,
The road of life.

She was mine with awe,
Not for permanence I now know,
The dream of life.

Hoping she accompanies me to my grave,
Not foolish because I'd made her my all,
That searching happiness of my life.

I am surely a fool,
Not that I am dumb,
But I am just a fool.

Gave her all the weapons,
Gave her all the strength,
For killing me, *in the end.