Shall I then forget to live
And by prejudice of pain be perturbed
So to hide my heart from the sun
And reveal naught but love's dismay.
A single match for my fairytale
From its wick set a'blaze my desires
Till my eyes tear ashes of devastation
In mourning by morning for relived nightmares.
I think not... Yet I feel...
Thus I steer on willingly brave.
Question not my hearts intent.
Yet know I Live and Love without fear.
From here, unto the demise of us.
Shall I, my love... Remember You...
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