I die today
In my own way
To close my eyes
Before they rise
To see my love
My pure dove
All marred with rust
And ground to dust
I die so starved
In fields of wheat
My name is carved
Beneath my feet
Yet blind to that
I close my eyes
A lonely rat
Will hear my cries
I die today
So you could get
another day
Before we met
And in your face
I plead "But why"
An empty space
Is my reply.
I die today
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