Loves Prayer

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I fear death for one reason and one reason only my love
And that is that he'd take you away from me high above
If he were to take you tonight
My heart would be filled with such fright
For depression is evil
And death her favorite way to cause upheaval
When my love looks in a mirror
All she feels is that those she loves fear her.
That she herself is wicked in her ways
Even though doing good is how she spends her days.
She wishes to die
And drift high up in the sky
To go as peacefully as a lullaby
But I can't let her go
I can't say good bye
I love her so
Ever night I cry
Hoping that her depression will say it's good byes
Before she dies.

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