Jennie Sparrow (110877 / Tahlequah, OK)
My Own Immortal
When the rain was gone, The wind stood still.
I stood and waited for him in the fog.
Earth had left me and I could not longer feel.
I waited for those words,
I listened to you, all that I heard,
Waiting for him to release me,
I felt your embrace then I knew that I was free.
This was what I was meant to be,
But then he was me and I was you.
Then I knew that I was no longer free,
I could not be me, but it was all we could do.
Out of the Noviembre Rain and unto the December Haze,
I was him and he was me and all that was you.
Then you and me, and him and I began to fade,
All that was left behind was then left untrue.
I heard the words spoken from the lips,
That I would soon regret.
But these were not mine or his,
I remember that you said...
It was not undone, I knew that it could not be over;
When we all could not forget.
We were left to wonder,
I knew that your love for me was dead.
Yet you knew it was something that you could forgive,
Without me, he could no longer live.
And if I am with him then there is no life for you,
If I was to choose him instead what would I be left to do?
You gave me a self-sacrifice,
He saw it when you looked into his eyes.
You tasted the tears within our hearts,
I refuse to live without him but then you and I could not live apart.
But you know that without me he would die,
I cannot breathe unless he lives in me.
Then I asked you why,
He then asked you how could this be.
Then you answered unto us saying when you said,
That we were not alive.
The black sea was now dead.
And he says that it was never you,
That him and I are what we are.
And I said that you and I were never true,
He told you that you were always the one.
You forgave his words,
When it was me that he had found,
But it was me that you heard,
When you realized the truth in what I found,
But you said it was him that I had heard.
He forgave my words,
When it was you that he had found.
But it was him that you had heard,
When I realized the truth in what you had found.
But I said it was you that we heard.
Now him and I are of what you once were,
Of what you use to be.
Now you are what him and I once were.
Of what we use to be.
We sacrificed ourselves for you,
So that you could also be free.
What else could we have done?
Can't you see?
Now you realize,
When when you looked into our eyes.
We assured you that all that was good gave itself as a sacrifice for evil.
But the war is still undone,
As it continues,
We are still enemies.
But you are the only one,
As you cannot refuse,
The truth is now in your eyes.
So now all that once was good is lost,
It has repaid its deed of all costs.
And all that once was evil gets a second chance to live,
To be free, breathe again, and relive...
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