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sic erit; haeserunt tenues in corde sagittae,

et possessa ferus pectora versat Amor.

Cedimus, an subitum luctando accendimus ignem?

cedamus! leve fit, quod bene fertur, onus.







Thus it will be; slender arrows are lodged in my heart,

and Love vexes the chest that it has seized

Shall I surrender or stir up the sudden flame by fighting it?

I will surrender - a burden becomes light when it is carried willingly.

Here we move beyond the veil,

Life's little journey's begin to pale,

Memories of who we were,

Remember no more of him, nor of her.



Time now for eternal rest,

In the grave we do our best,

We won our reward, we've taken the test,

A meal for the worms, those night crawling pests.



Our bodies are just shells of meat,

Attractive once, and yes, so sweet,

But when we die, our lives are complete,

Our bodies become no more than peat.



So let go of your mortal existence,

In material things you've become quite entranced, yes?

This only makes the passing harder,

With the grim reaper you cannot barter.



So now your story has been told,

Your body soon will begin to mould,

Your tombstone, night will soon enfold,

Your only lover, now the cold.



Memories of who we were,

Remember no more of him, nor of her.

does it hurt

to be choked by vicious words

to be beaten with angry limbs

to be glared at with haunting eyes

to have your innocence takan away

does it hurt

to scream and hear no sound

to fight and fight but yet to fall

to wash and never be clean

does it hurt

to cut your skin and watch blood run

to be locked inside your head

to never dream a good dream to fall when trying to rise once more

to look in the mirror and cry yourself to sleep