Farewell
I have not the heart to say
That were I to depart today
I know this for a fact I'd be in Hell
You think that God would call me good
I really don't think that he would
It sounds a little bleak, but just as well
Please do not look so downcast
Today I know won't be our last
So do not cry for whither I will dwell
Darling don't look to the past
I know our days are going fast
I'll always Love you, hear me as I tell
look into my eyes and see
That I am yours, so completely
Even to the day marked by the bell
Face the things that cannot be
Use well this final time with me
With my last breath I drink in your sweet smell
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A Word from the Writer
This is the story of a young man with Ceris, a horrible and terminal disease. (by the way "the bell" is referring to the funeral bell that every city in the country had)
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