You were as precious as life,

As the sun has it’s light,

as hearts only beat with blood,

I tremble to be with you.

For without you, I’m gone

Yet the world would turn,

and the sun will still rise

while you, and everything about you,

endures too, as somebody I love.

For you, I’d take a fall

or even die, more than once

and the world will mourn, but still

you won’t shed a tear,

nor light a candle,

nor will there be any rose for me.

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