On a deep, dark, cold winter night
When clouds have overshadowed the moon,
Preparing vigilant storms to wage war
Against the long harrowing distance, between
You and mine, I shall see you;
In the middle of the night, alone
Having nothing left except hope, the last drop of it,
Knock on your window, and ask
"Will you risk your world, for ours?"
That day, please be sure of your answer,
Because that day, when I leave you,
I'll be taking back my faith; preserved
Within all your lies and promises
And will depart, with everything
That was once loved and lost.
I shall go away, relieving my existence,
From within your soul.
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