Thantophobia
Time is ticking, I thought
Heart drubs a thousand beats
A minute, an hour, is it?
Nothing matters now, except...
Tomorrow without you?
Oh Lord, not today... No!
Please, let her stay, for me
How could I possibly be
On this earth, alone
Becalm her dear soul
I shall volunteer to die
As long as she stays alive
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After the Morning Prayer
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