Just to have been
In your arms
Once,
Would have sufficed
Me,
But neither the demons
From Hell.
Nor the angels
That knew us
So well,
Would allow it!
And I've spent
My whole life
Wondering
Why?
I didn't do
Something
About it!
Irreversible,
Defeat
Comes to
Cowards,
There is no question
About it...
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