Darling Calm,
I just want to point out
That we are just continuations of
the process of life and death.
Who are you, to decide on my span?
Death is a gift, one which I am not yet worthy of.
I love you so much,
My heart and soul aches for you.
But it won't inhibit me, when you come to kill me.
-November
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