Goodluck everyheart
That dances on timelines
For a while, a short blink
Of an eye between cascades

Goodluck everyheart
That now watches life
As pure energy, watching
Stars die, reviving stars

In the impermanence of things
Goodluck everyheart
That runs on the lips of time
Laughing and playing

In the existence of routines
Death comes to each one
Like a sound, or the coming
Of a silent storm, it’s natural

To die, goodluck everyheart.

My dear friend, soon you'll depart.
I know you'll move there to make a new start.
I hope you won't forget me even if were apart,
Our memories will always be in my heart.

You may be chubby but you are lovely.
I'm always happy with you 'cause sometimes you're funny.
Goodluck to your journey.
God Bless, stay safe and always be healthy.

I never told you this,
it's a bit embarassing,
but every wish I make,
I make it for you.

Every penny thrown into fountains,
every lucky stars shinning bright,
every last cigarette of the pack,
is a wish for you

I wish that your troubles will go away.
I wish that you will no longer need those antidepressants.
I wish that you finally get the break you need.

If it means I'll never see you again,
if it means you'll forget about me,
so be it.

You deserve to be happy.

I dont want life any longer
I'm tired of all the lies
Its in Dreams where I find you
I hope I nwont be awakened this time
No not as much as anyone tries
In dreams I still hold you
Your skin soft as a babys
Your skin is smooth as silk
I just cant go on this way
By being awakened day after day
Leave me alone Im not going to **** myself
Not as long as I have my dreams
Dreams where I can love you
Where I know just what to do
They are where you are mine
Every bit of the time
See my Magda I just dream of you
These dreams are all I save
Just leave me alone before this matter becomes grave
Leave me alone in this one place where Im not times slave
Where I can feel you again and hear your voice my sweet babe
Its happening again someone is trying to wake me up
I said this would happen then
If you could just for me
Be happy I'll be out of misery
I'll be there where all one does is dream
Finally to be in Tanelorn
The one place I can find peace
Even if the directions cant be released
I wish I was in another world
Or on a different plain
Or living my next life my love
So i'd see you again
For now Im lost forever
You see I only dream at night
I cant take this life anymore
I guess
Its time to say goodnight
        Goodnight

Your insecurities
Manifest in your bad habits
Like ******* and fountain pop
And sleeping with men
Who won't remember your name
Even if it meant losing a friend
But I still hope you don't choke
On all that cigarette smoke

i have my share of labours,
that i wished become
collective signs of fruitition...

alas...

and only thus:
the last sacred word -
  the simplest of regrets,
the last remnant "regret":

     alas...

                      lucky you,
    now you get to write your address,
your street, your house number,
your authentic name,
   your zip code,
                  your RM1,
  4TH...
                      your virginia...
your whatever, that comes with
an overcoming of a tommorrow;

good-luck;

bless me with a chance,
   to forgive you, and forget you,
by kissing the forehead of
         your mother, goodnight;

may she find sleep, as comforting
as death, with,
or without anticipating it.

Dear 'luck,
Sometimes I wonder how those girls feel
How their goodluck turned around
It's like running on banana peels
Keepfalling, can't even get up
The key is in the sea, someone changed our luck :(
Cos this isn't the guy we all trusted to change our walks
It's funny how $12 could buy a life
And N2000 can buy a wife
A child is supposed to think of getting grown
And not wearing a wedding gown
You call yourselves the govern-ment so do what you're meant to do
Cos I'm a believer that you can deliver our innocent people.

Can I take a vacation
To a place you dont really stay in
To the place where your thoughts reside
To a place that's much like mine

So can I take a vacation
I promise I won't be long
Ill take a peak into your thoughts
To see what you have  been taught

Because what we've learned mustn't be the same
Considering you treat me like I am a game
A board you've been around quite a few times
One you win because of cheats and lies
But see you won't come out on top again
Because now I have more twists and bends
                I've gotten stronger quicker faster
And I'll probably leave you in the dust
Because I've caught on to your lies  and now you lack lust
So goodluck to the next girl you decide play
Because I'm sure she'll catch on and I know she won't stay

I was never a simple person
but I craved simplicity like I craved my grandmother's strawberry jam
I loved school, whistling and everything taller than me
They reminded me of my father
I hated screen doors, cracks in pavement and goodbyes
When I was four he left me all those tainted things
but I loved him

Four years later
my mother asked me what I wanted for Christmas
I told her I needed a baby brother
I used to spend every night while he slept
at his feet
When I was eleven, my mother moved us to a new city
There were a million games of cops and robbers
and my first boyfriend, Spencer
He had blond hair and eyes so blue they put my brother's to shame
He told me he loved me under an oak tree
kissed my cheek and got so red in the face
I thought he was going to burst

My mother was in University
and had the softest piano hands
Her eyes were glossy from all her tears
I collected them in my jewellery box heart
There were rust on my edges
and hers
I was a rusty by product of drunk unintentions
A mathematic, scientific accident
Not a young mother with high hopes and goodluck

On Sunday afternoons I played hopscotch
on my babysitters driveway, I was nine
On Sunday evenings he brought me to his secret lair
He'd secretly touch me in all my secret places
I hated him
I think he hated me too

When I was six, I wanted to be a teacher
Ten years later, a man with a medical degree
told me I couldn't have babies
I couldn't look at another child, so I figured teaching wasn't my best option
Plus, I've never been a fan of teaching children not to make a mess
I spent my whole life making sure it wasn't messy

When I was fourteen, I wanted to run away
I wanted to go to Europe
with my best friend Oskari
he cut his arm and told me he couldn't really bleed
he didn't feel anything
I wanted to bless him
I wanted to read him Jane Austen in an open field
Under a single sycamore tree
We never made it

When I was seventeen, I ran away
I moved in with my father's mother
He has her eyes, just like me
That same year I met a boy
Who rode a stolen steed to my grandma's couch
Made love to me all night
took on me on walks and sent my heart off to the races
He made my life a little simpler

I remember only once when my heart was literally frozen
Only once has my heart
Hardend the entire ocean
A girl I like looks great dressed as queen Elsa
Her looks
              Her eyes
                        Her sweetness
But it's her heart that really makes you swelter
A gentle queen with honesty in her eye
  I wish you goodluck Rosie
        I wish you goodbye

I’m not tired but there are sleep spots in my irises,
And I’m contemplating tomorrow’s leftover dinner,
Whether I’ll feed them to the saint at my gate or to the sinner on my porch,
Soon enough the sun will come up and break through,
Potholes strewn on my street show me that things have gone down.

Treading lightly cause I might wake up those dogs,
Nowadays I see empty collars,
And my footsteps hitting the ground as I’m running,
Hearing the barks and howls of what cannot get on the streets,
Good luck, headache.

Gravel crunches beneath the feet of the liar,
Now on the paper that is clenched in his hand,
Spells the time of his vision being blinded by bathroom porcelain,
Cuts and bruises that few, yet so many would understand,
Yet he fell and now he falls again.

Treading lightly cause I might find a weapon,
Nowadays I see that weapon,
And my heartbeats hitting my chest as I’m running,
Hearing the rumbling of thunder and lightening,
Good luck, headache.

Would never give you up for all the money in the world
You mean more to me than gold, diamonds and pearls
Your love is intoxicating
Will bask forever in it
Your beauty is unrivaled
Will never stray from it
Your kisses are like drops of heaven
God knew what he was doing when he made you
You are my goodluck charm so to you, I will forever stay true
Like a white rose in a sea of red
You are my inspiration, my muse, that sweet little voice in my head
You are so many things and so much more
I will spend my life loving you because
Everyday I Love You even more

My one true Love.

“Here’s your morning PSA,
Laced with saccharine and anaesthetic,
Unfortunately the missiles are on their way,
So leave the sick and try not to panic,
Ignore the hysteria, and those calling your name,
Avert your eyes as the world sets aflame,
We apologise for keeping this from you,
Secret for all of these years,
But please keep in mind, though we’ll aim for your rescue,
Death is the least of your fears
This will be our last transition,
I’m afraid the president must catch his flight,
You may wait to hear from us but until then,
Goodbye, goodluck and goodnight.”

We were the PVC plastic barbie dolls,
Waiting to be burned alive,
Unlucky enough to live,
We woke up to an absence of we,
No Nevada left to test in,
So I’m a model mannequin,
Melt me down,

Tick-Tick-Tick,
The light was white and empty,
Tick-Tick-Tick,
My madness steeped in silence
Tick-Tick-Tickety,
Geiger is telling me to run,
Tickety-Tickety-Tickety,
But it’s no use now,

I threw up on Monday,
Tuesday, I choke back fallout,
Ignore the bubbles when it hits my skin,
On Wednesday, my gums blink bright red,
Thursday I know I am all alone because the wind has ceased to blow,
And Friday I realise I am not,

They came with rubber masks,
Silicone,
Respirators and coils of filters,
We both had ******* eyes,
But neither of us saw people reflected in them,
I counted three,
Alpha, Beta, Gamma,
One smiles by exhaling clean air,
Reaches out a hand across the barren wasteland,
Fingers tipped with lead and tells me:
“There’s a prize for the last standing.”

I am not ionised,
So I bruise every time they touch me,
These guides through plagues of acid rain,
The graveyard of monuments stripped bare by a world of rot,
My hair falls out as I breathe dead air,
I don’t remember what PSA stands for,
I don’t remember my name,
I bleed sand and the echo of a failed civilisation,
But with heavy breathing and a muffled voice,
Gas masks filtering what used to keep me alive,
I wonder if there is anything behind those masks at all,
I know there is nothing behind mine,
None of us are human anymore,
And we haven’t been for quite some time,

Together, we watch the sky rain black ash.

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Goodluck Everyone

i know, i'm sorry
i said i'd never write about you again but
here is my apology.

1. we were just kids back then, i remember pulling your nightmares out of my blankets and whispering on the phone that i believed in you.

2. everything was so new and delicate and we just wanted to hold and break all of it. i can't blame you for wanting to know and destroy love.

3. the truth is that i miss you, but not in the way i should.

4. we may never have been in love, but i truly did feel like we were. i wish i had met you later on in life.

5. i'm sorry the little girl inside of me wanted to be enough for you, i'm sorry the person i am now couldn't be.

6. i know you didn't mean it when you told me it was my fault, but it still stings nonetheless.

7. it wasn't all your fault, i played a part too. i remember saying that i will love you forever.

8. i think i still will. but i know that i need to stay away.

9. i'm sorry we ended like this. i don't regret you. i regret letting you hurt me.

10. i pray that someone loves you better than i could. i pray that you learn. i pray that i do too.

11. i am sorry for everything, even when i shouldn't be.

12. goodbye and goodluck.

life is always a hunger games.
how to survive.
to **** or not.
but u have to survive.
or else, you'll die. or get killed.

get it? no?
goodluck.

Arise all people who heed our call
For our nation’s girls are about to fall.
Heard are their cries
From thousands of miles.
So let us ride to Chibok,
Mounted on horses in bulk.

Your retweets and hashtags will not save them!
We need more than goodluck and patience!
We need more prayers and action!
Indeed, we shall meet them in battle!

When shall we Bring Back Our Girls?
When the campaign becomes Bring Back Our Women?

Have you ever imagined the horrors of being driven in a sleek Land Cruiser that is the definition of 'noire'? When the car doors are locked, so is your mind and your eyes are as tinted ad the windows.
I gaze out at the beggars stretching their sun-dried palms to me asking for a minute portion of the price of my fountain pen. The stretch of desperate beggars go on for nearly ninety kilometres. I can see it in their shiny, burnt eyes that they pray for 'Goodluck.' I do not speak only of financial beggars but also of beggars of national progress. This includes me hidden behind the tinted windows.

I have written words crafted
with tears and love
you were my colour
but every chapter is
a new beginning
you’ve turned your page
and i now have to follow
so goodluck on your journey
and i hope
and i pray
that i will find someone
one day
who reminds me
of you.

You can't hide from me, I am with you, you can't escape me because I am you. I am your favourite memories & your demons. I am the battles in your head & heart, I am the feelings you're struggling with, that are threatening to tear you apart.  

I know your darkest fears, everything you've ever felt. I am the pain behind your eyes, the sorrow in your soul, I'm the one forcing you to hold on, just by a thread I could break the line but I keep you there instead.

You can feel me, you're trying to fight me goodluck to you I take time to beat I'm the tears you cry, the helplessness you feel, I can bring you to your knees should I choose to, but the longer the struggle the stronger I'll get & the weaker you feel & I have the advantage because I'm always with you, you have to learn how to ignore & not to listen.

I am both the darkest & brightest parts of your mind, the rage you're trying to keep inside, precious moments when your smile is real I am both giver and taker, because I allow you these moments then ****** them from you.

I'm the one pulling you into the dark, playing with your emotions the ache you feel but can't describe eventually if allowed I will take your life. I am the voices from the past still echoing in your ears, hitting replay on all the taunts & the names, it's easy for me to do as you never really disbelieved them anyway.

I'm the one keeping you tounge tied the silence that takes over any time you feel youre losing control I am your ending goodluck with your recovery I'll be back very soon & when I do you physically won't want to move.

You'll feel me coming on when your only emotion is tiredness you've worked yourself up, learnt to hold it in but you will explode leaving a mess that will be crippling. I am the reason you can't sleep, why you can get hysterical randomly or suddenly get the urge to run, hide & weep.

Only you can fight me, as much as your loved ones try because the fight is on the inside. So why don't you get up & try? if I don't end you you may at least get a free period before the next time. I'll keep coming as long as you're an easy target, ever heard the saying the worst monster lives within? You are you're own worst enemy, only you can stop me. But the truth is I am you, so what really can you do?

Slowly but surely shut people out, they'll get sick of you & walk away anyway that's what I keep telling you. You're crazy, you're a mess & a freak stop bringing others down with you. People you care about yet you bring nothing good to, these are the thoughts I continue to feed you. Stop being such an issue everyone has enough of their own, the world's not going to change for better any time soon so shut up & learn how to cope.

This battle won't go away, don't be naive when I allow you a good day. I'll turn the tables back faster you'll have a good period but worst always comes after, I am you & you are me, you are my prisoner, your voice is drowned out now no one wants to hear you, really you're not trying because without me what are you? I'll tell you - nothing.

I am you, the anger, the hurt, the pain inside you still carry on your shoulders, everything bad leads back to you, right. But despite your self value being at an all time low others still see something in you, they're your hope, they're the ones you love/ trust & care for, more so than yourself, they're the reason, even me as the darkness within you is saying try & fight, you're not done.

Learn to let go or I will consume you & all that is good, trust in those around you, who care for you & though you'd rather they only saw your smile, they help you when you're close to tears, believe in them & what they see. Don't be fooled I'll come back for you, I am your dark side I'll be here your whole life, but you're too young, there's still so much for you. Those you love keep the fight alive, even when you feel weak there is a fire lit within you, there is no hiding, no running but you will stand your ground, not for yourself because to you these people mean more, so I'll put it simply, fight or watch as I take it all...

Society called me
He gave me a name, a bunch of names.
So I walked the eggshells,
Peered through narrow gaps
Where curtains never met
At moon's glow or sun dull.

The pale yellow sunrise wished me Goodluck
I wanted him to be a night
So I closed the windows --
Haunting nightmares even if it's still daylight.

The sharp barks made an odd sound
People had slid wrists and knees scars
Where they too, had once dreamed
Laying themselves on the sofa by the wall.

A man opened my door while it was still dark
And in his hands was a chess board.
He said, "You didn't play well,"
There I saw his clothes -- torn.
His blood was drippin'
kissin' the laminated flooring.

A reverie --
I was in bed the next mornin'
With the chessboard beside me.
"The eggshells are fragile, and so are you"
The man left me a note.
I cried like a child, reminiscing about the old days.

The picture of mama and papa on the staircase,
They quarrel for a penny.
The laughter on the balcony
When my siblings and I had choco chips for midnight snacks.
The melody of the guitar
When my breath runs dry out of tune.

It was all in my memory,
Fresh like a heartbeat reborn.
My flesh was weak,
That's why I had these shutters all day long.

My days of years --
Society in different persona calls me.
And every day, each calls me
In adjectives and in digits.
Throwing me in suspense and horror
But I realized I was not in a movie of terror.

I met this man who had a key to my room
And I wonder why I have let him in.
My house was a disgust when I look at it with my eyes
But when his footsteps left imprints,
He had me in tears.
For the years that I've spent
was simply shredded with fears.

So again, I was looking for this man
But have never seen him.
But I was still searching for him
I am alive in just a chess board game
And how could it be?

Yes, in a chess board game
He had me "checkmate."
I won as he has won and I was reborn --
When I met this man.

Please see
attached for

Irrational decisions
mental shortcut, heuristic lens on

judgmental behaviors, slander
malice towards partners of Eve

Deceitful love, politics amongst words
cultural hive, the buzz intrigues

the standout gets called up
salem's gospel goes on

eloquent potholes
new generational lost souls
goodluck charlie
goodluck growing up

street with templars
liberty substitutes for crosses
museums enemies
divisive liturgy unboxes

It came around again
for we are at the center
of our everything.
And the center never
moves.

From between jagged
ancient mountain tops
it's appearance came to be.

Made its way
across a deadly
California desert.
Over a  mysterious,
***** blondes bare
freckled shoulder.

Through the track homes
and the cheap motels.
Between  a beautiful ******
open legs and runny nylons.

Past the clerk asleep in the  hotel lobby.
Past the stolen car
outside.
Across the cluttered
room and
across a dark alley way

Up the main street
of some nowhere type of town.
Across the freeway and the blood stain.
Past the curbside motive candles.

Above the glass like surface
of the morning  dead calm sea.
Through the fisherman's hopeful heart.
And the starlets dying flame.

Over the pages of my
favorite book,
my favorite line.
"Run to me, Come to me'


Through my
half empty ***** bottle
then bounced its way off the cracked
goodluck mirror  and  caught
me straight in
the eye.

Another day had arrived
and with it
the blinding ray.

The first sign
that you've made it
to waste another beautiful
Southern California
day.

The script just told me these times are hard
Even Howie day whispered that the best ones fall down at times
We are slowly fading away, just the same as those good songs switch.

You even told me Maroon 5 is as contagious as our bond
How come thoughts are pounding with anger like Linkin Park scream as loud?
Maybe those rhythm are fake, and how more months can we take?

I think you don't even remember how mad I was
Because all you can think of were the dramas.
Goodluck to this, goodbye maybe it is.

Oh how I love my bed.
Early morning sleepy head.
Time to get up.
Put on some clothes
and a smile for goodluck.
If you are sleeping.
I wish you sweet dreams.
If you just open your eyes.
Hope you will see the sun
and blue sky.
Morning thoughts they
dance and sway.
Feel free to share love
and have a perfect day.

Unsettled fingertips tap the counter and
I clench my fists
Unclench
Clench
Unclench
Clench
I live inside Salem,
A body of mystery and fear
Torn between truth and myth,
The void exactly where you wanted me

"Are we going to fix it?"
We don't talk about it
"Is it going to work?"
We don't talk about it
"I love you"
We don't ******* talk about it

5 years is an eternity for girls living apart
Separate states and contrastive attitudes
Regarding colorful race and travelling the world
I wanted adventure and you wanted safe

I think about you when I row the river,
I think about you when I paint the landscapes and
I think about you when I'm drinking
A wrecked, terse woman wasting in oblivion

You injected distrust in each of my veins,
slowly seeping throughout my body,
Creating a coma of emotional insecurity
year
after
year

And I believed you this time
I believed you last time and
the time after that but
I will not believe you the next time

I sat on the curb at 3am and discussed
endless options of our future
I didn't need to prove myself further,
Since I've already done the hard part,
Driving 5 hours in the middle of the night,
in secret to see you, darling

"Are you coming?"
"I'm coming"
"Are you sure?"
"I'm sure"
Do you promise?"
"I promise"

I did the hard part and it was your turn
Your turn to prove that you meant it,
that you wanted it to work

The sun was pouring that day,
When you cried and choked on the words,
"I like a boy,"
Words that weren't so foreign
but that were piercing to my heart

"It's okay," I said
"I still love you," I said
A beautiful mountain girl surrounded
by bigotry and hate in a state full
of so much beauty

Acidic tendencies in the middle of the night,
I washed my hair with your ******* forgery,
My eyes poured for days, unceasing
Unrelenting
Ultraviolence on repeat because
Lana can make it beautiful

A heartbreak so heartbreaking
and I loved you
I loved you more than the pale moonlit mountains
and the Ferris Wheel skidding the clouds and
I loved you more than jars full of sand and
Midnight fireflies and cool, sophic fire scented air
I loved you more than loose t-shirts on lazy days
and I ******* loved you

"I love you more than this mixtape,"
with the memories of swaying palms and
gravitating tide pulls and a simple sentence of
"You look so familiar."

I wish I had never seen you
Blonde hair, windy
Blue eyes, angry
I wish I had never glanced toward the deck 5 years ago
on the shore where all things seemed beautiful

Because All Things Seem Beautiful
at first, before the crash of thunder and
Before paradise lost its way home

"It's not goodbye," you said
"It's see you later," you said
And I wish it was the former and never the latter
Because this road was lost many years ago when
Empty promises promised to exist

You've broken my heart and
I
Loved
It
because with you, dark nights
seem a little breezier and howling coyotes
drown out country ambitions because
with you, with all of you,
it's too safe
Too ******* safe

I loved you the first time,
and I loved you the last time
I need my trust back and I can't be waiting
for you to make up your mind on your *******
domesticated relationships because you feel
better hiding than being passionate

Hiding behind your masculine partner,
A partner so very vague and so very safe,
when you didn't take the chance that I did
A chance that would have worked, for as long
as things really work
I would've tried for you

I need to trust again
I need believe when others say that they're coming
I need this distrust to deteriorate because
I can't do days of stomach aches and
gipping anxiety anymore
I need to trust and to love because
I know that I'm good at it,
but you've taken my ability to love
and flushed it like cold coffee

This is okay
I am okay
Because each day that I go from you,
the happier I feel and the freer I feel
I'm a kite that catches the wind at ungodly times
of night and a gemstone that scratches too easily
when promised a warranty

Goodbye to you, beautiful mountain girl
I'm saying what I need for me and never for you
because I loved you in past tense and the present
is so forbidden

Goodluck with your normalcy,
while you lick your lips with Jesus
and while I light a cigarette so sweet and pure
Goodbye, beautiful mountain girl
Goodbye

Alas,that noise that never stop in awhile
With every step as swift as a bullet
Goodluck!to the women that never worry in the sun
Begging and pleading that their goods be bought

Every stall with a rhythm advertising song
That makes you wonder how happy they are?
With clean and ***** wrappers speaking on top voices
Both in winter and harmmatan just to sell their goods

Taking note of every strange sound heard to run at the smell of trouble
At dark time every patronizer goes one after another
Even the lousy women leave their stall too

If life is compared to a moment like this ,then the end will surely come at last.

It came around again
for we are at the center
of our everything.

And the center never
moves.

It burns through natural clouds
and unnatural lines in our sky.

Over the Eastern mountains
and scorched hillsides.

Made its way
across a deadly
California desert.
Over a  mysterious ,
***** blondes bare
freckled shoulder.

Through the track homes
and the cheap motels.
Between  a beautiful ******
open legs and runny nylons.

Past the clerk asleep in the  hotel lobby.
Past the stolen car
outside.
Across the cluttered
room and
passed a dark alley way.

Up the main street
of some nowhere type of town.
Across the freeway and the blood stain.
Past the curbside motive candles.

Above the glass like surface
of the morning ,dead calm sea.
Through the fisherman's hopeful heart.
And the starlets dying flame.

Over the pages of my
favorite book ,
my favorite line.
"Run to me,Come to me'

Through my
half empty ***** bottle.
Bounced its way off the cracked
goodluck mirror  and  caught
me straight in the eye.

That first blinding ray
shines its way through the ages
to great you each and every  morning .

The first sign
that you've made it.
Still healthy enough to
gracefully waste another beautiful
Southern California day.

"We live for the one,
We die for the one."

Upon shouting these words I knew not
that we'd arrive upon this ledge.
So horribly the fates twisted this plot,
although we made our pledge.

Those words of the solemn oath
made my darkest hours echo on,
and in my darkest hours growth
again and again, you were gone.

I memorized the times we had,
I memorized them all,
still I see you, golden-clad,
the way your curls, they fall.

I memorized the words you said
upon our passions peak,
and the afterscape of your small bed
as we sailed down the creek.

Last winter, a cold and windy eve
I met a man on a *****,
his words I could not believe,
they held a fragile hope.

"They rumour of a ledge of myth."
This is what the stranger said.
"According to my kin and kith
it can even revive the dead."

I left my home that very night,
left chanting goodluck charms.
Travelling through pain and plight,
I carried you in my arms.

My lifes longest turn of a year
I tread throughout this land.
Then finally I knew - "I am here."
and laid you on the sand.

With all the love I have for you
I let go of the promise so untrue,
I forgot my oath of Rangers pride
and laid down right by your side.

"Hear now Gods my true pledge,
my essence in love I give!
I give my life on this ledge
so that she shall live!"

I knew the stranger had not lied
I felt it in every part,
so with my last breath I tried
to tell what is in my heart

"I cannot deny, I will not fight
against these tides so blue,
we might say We Live For the one,
but now I die for You"