Tuesday, 29 September 2009

The duty


Tears means nothing
I stand before you
With no choice and no chance
Try to accept everything
I know deep inside you the feeling is true
Take a long last glance.

These words will not bleed from me
I will come back
Still it is neither a lie nor the truth
It is up to you to believe in me
Mind the heartache
The Grim will not come to claim my death.

A promise is a must
Furthermore I want you and our children
To wait for my return at the door step
Though sooner I will hunger for your tender and kiss
Until then do not keep yourself in severe pain
Wait for me and I will be there standing at the door step.

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