I lay in breathless ecstasy,
Each and every day,
As I try to remember my memories.
A vision in thy mist,
A place beyond the stars,
Carry me over,
And let me rest in paradise.
The facade degrades,
Its life slowly waining,
The cloud slowly envelope my vision,
Bring the rain,
And slue my vision.
For I am destined to live out the rest of my life,
In hope of reaching,
My eternal paradise.
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