No longer need you drown that eye
For it may not have been taught to swim
No longer need you weep in remembrance of I
For you might have never suited my whim.
So let it be known, in your heart, or deeper within:
that no closed door can hold mortallity in abeyance
that each day spent in immortallity accumulates sin
that isolation is constituted by weeping in remembrance.
So bear in solitude those memoirs of sadness
and consecrete those moments all lost in fear
so live life again in converge to happiness
and wipe from your face, that one last tear.
From now untill mortallity claims you too,
I say no longer need woes beset you.
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