If I leave you now
If I'm not there tomorrow
If am gone
will you still remember me?
Will you still write my names?
as you used to
will you remember
all the play and the fights?
Each time I remember going
I have a pool of tears
how difficult and deadly, it is to go away
from bloods and bones
we have families and loved ones
we had a life before the going
we leave them in sorrows and pains
we path as the only way out
the tears of a heart
the wailing of a soul
the weariness of the skin
the loneliness of the spirit
we are only stronger together
the bond of love
the joy of life
we'll live forever.
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