Close my eyes

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Frail and weak,

in arms of death,

I drift away,

I count my breaths.

Stillness grips

my aching heart,

my blood turns cold

as soul departs.

I see you

enter the room,

I long for you

but I can't move.

Though my skin may turn

pale and grey,

my love for you

won't fade away.

I feel your tears

on my face,

warmth of life,

on my lifeless case.

Forgive me !

Forgive my fate,

my soul sublime,

as I close my eyes

for one last time.

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