Poem no. 7 | Immortal

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As the full moon grew

My heart beats were few

For too long I've desired

And her smile I've admired.


As I was tired

Death got me inspired:

"Come to me" she said,

"Marry me instead"


As I was dying

Her name i was crying,

My life was gone

Hopes were none.


As I was dead

My mind was silent in my head,

All the living memories

Were long gone stories.


As i was reborn

Angels could only mourn

Cause they've lost a brother

And devils gain another.


I was alive but dead,

I was immortal they've said.

But what good is to live forever

When the two cannot be together?

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