Gentle lady, do not sing
Sad songs about the end of love;
Lay aside sadness and sing
How love that passes is enough.

Sing about the long deep sleep
Of lovers that are dead, and how
In the grave all love shall sleep:
Love is aweary now.

I. (Girl.)

Young girl with blonde hair
peers at her phone once again
to see if she's loved.

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II. (Black Umbrella.)

A black umbrella
even though it's not raining
to anyone else.

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III. (September.)

The clock crawls to nine
as autumn comes to students
for an awkward hug.

You rushed into my life unexpectedly. If I didn't have my love for excitement and adrenilin, then I never would have set my eyes on you. But I did.

Once you set foot in my car and our eyes melted into each other. At that moment and so forth I was clung to you like a magnet.

We drifted apart for nearly a week, but in that week your eyes clung to another. I knew in my heart that I needed to know if our paths weren't just meant to cross once..

So there I was at your doorstep, not knowing what to expect. Then there you were, with your big blue eyes of yours staring down into mine. You were tall and gawky, and your height didn't fit you. You could barely even hold yourself straight up, not because you weren't strong enough too, but because there was a wall bearing you back.

My body was shaking, I knew this was our only chance to see if there was something in-between us and I didn't want to perish it. Once we got comfortable on your couch, stories started pouring out of our mouths. As i was spilling out these memories, I started to notice you gazing at me. When most people look at me they look Straight through me, not seeing anything at all. But when you look at me you stare right into my soul, gazing at it, giving it a reassuring smile of acceptance for everything It's done and is.

When the war of the beasts brings about the world's end
The goddess descends from the sky
Wings of light and dark spread afar
She guides us to bliss, her gift everlasting

Infinite in mystery is the gift of the Goddess
We seek it thus, and take to the sky
Ripples form on the water's surface
The wandering soul knows no rest.

There is no hate, only joy
For you are beloved by the goddess
Hero of the dawn, Healer of worlds
Dreams of the morrow hath the shattered soul
Pride is lost
Wings stripped away, the end is nigh

My friend, do you fly away now?
To a world that abhors you and I?
All that awaits you is a somber morrow
No matter where the winds may blow
My friend, your desire
Is the bringer of life, the gift of the goddess
Even if the morrow is barren of promises
Nothing shall forestall my return

My friend, the fates are cruel
There are no dreams, no honor remains
The arrow has left, the bow of the goddess
My soul, corrupted by vengeance
Hath endured torment, to find the end of the journey
In my own salvation
And your eternal slumber
Legend shall speak
Of sacrifice at world's end
The wind sails over the water's surface
Quietly, but surely

To become the dew that quenches the land
To spare the sands, the seas, the skies
I offer thee this silent sacrifice