To My Dearest Eva

Even the coldest hearts need someone to love
We'll watch these bodies burn and turn into one

Together we'll hear them scream, together we'll watch them fade
As the wind gently blows them away and away

Hold my hand and I swear we'll be okay
We may be hated but we'll be gone today

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