My Everlasting Curse
Why did I do this?
Why would I curse myself?
To watch your beloved
ones pass before your
very eyes never to
be able to join them
Why, Oh, Why did I
bring this curse;
this two-faced fate,
of watching the world
grow old without
your beloved friends
and family; upon myself?
Why, Oh, Why did I believe
that this is curse I bare would
be a gift?
Oh how I wish this
curse to end, so that
I may be free.
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