Each scar marks the attempt to escape life.
Filled with disdain and strife.
Plead mercy to be with the dead.
But none the less hold up your head.
Wipe away each falling tear.
You'll see him again my dear.
Allow your heart to continue to beat.
Stand and face the fires heat.
Do not let your demons win.
Forget your final act of sin.
You'll be strong, you'll be brave.
Or he'll never again rise from the grave.
She yearns now.
I'll find her again some how.
Through fire I'll walk and I'll burn.
Soon it'll be our turn.
Even if just for one last kiss.
Or an eternity of bliss.
This trajedy shall be undone.
Our lives have just begun.
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