Release
Thy love thee try to take from thou today
Her stature is of a small fairy childs'
I beg thee to save her and let her stay
Her determination stretches for miles
Watching her here suffering is our hell
Knowing little about how she must feel
Watching throughout the years how hard she fell
Without knowing what she has had to deal
Knowing thou suffered enough already,
has endured more than many have had to,
Is the one thing keeping me steady
Herself I give to thee. To her- Adieu
Final departure from difficulty.
Thy final release of love selfishly.
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