Children of Love
I'm not crying because I'm upset with you,
I cry because of our similarity.
We are both
children of Love,
So there's no surprise that
We were destined to
fall in love with each other.
Once born from love,
We will die for love,
And be returned home.
It breaksmy heart to trip over
your one foot in the grave
as I put mine in the same place.
At least I know that I will die
loving you,
And loving you
is my home that I will be returning to
soon.
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