July 17, 2012
Through my heart your voice resounds,

forever Engraved upon my soul.

And I’m afraid, if I let go,

I will be with you no more.

If you should perish, and cease to exist,

my heart will no longer live.

I relish In memories of you,

But You still shall be gone.

Depression again takes my soul,

And I collapse insidiously,

muttering your Amorous name,

And I shall be in misery again

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