To Become Immortal
Wash away my hatred.
Wash away this pain.
Your touch removes my agony,
This bitterness, these lies.
Cold death looks warm;
Can your arms compare?
And save me from my worthless life
Save me from despair.
Death is the only constant,
Life a simple frailty.
Worlds are reduced to cinders
And love reduced to tears.
I am nothing in my eyes.
Can I be this thing in yours?
I'd die to live beside you
Until reality begins to blur.
Do you think that you can save me?
I believe you are strong enough.
All I need is your loving touch
And you'll resurrect my soul.
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