As your tear drops fall as the crystals of ice,
As your skin withers with lenght of time,
As your beautiful eyes seems to not recognize me,
As your memory forgets our adventures we made,
As your your touch feels distant not yet there,
I did still give you my heart, my soul, my life,
As you are owner of my life, of my soul and my heart.
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