As winds and time go by and hair turns from red to ash.
All things known to men now become useless as far as heard in dreams.
The light that guided hope now sits on the fallen sun if not only for a moment things could be different.
To change one thing that the past might be better.
The heart spoken of words not heard by any except you and this is the last.
For if I leap, I fall and if I stay I can't assume what could have been.
For forgiveness is a feeble thing only offered to the just and those who have a humbled themselves in the sight of men.
Come and give peace where it is needed.
Have your heart not changed by things that are easily taken away.
The end is near and I draw it close.
The death that awaits me around the corner, I welcome.
I see your heart is nothing more then a shell of hate for me and now I die leaving it to be repaired by time.
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