The Tale Of Love

On my fading day, I may Sneak in, to throw a tale Of, what words cannot touch, And dreams can never say. Passing time of mine,
Shall sing the sweet tale out, Beg and cry, fall and fall To stay along, and survive proud. But only wish for the final day, My eyes can meet your innocence, Your warmth, and touch your silent play Which alone can bring the eternal essence, That even end could never slay...

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