Someday...

As another sunset dies,
He holds me in his arms,
My skin as grey as cloudy ash,
My lifeless body in a tangled mass,
The way that he found me misshapen and contorted,
My body repugnant and very much distorted,
He had always said he loved me,
And that he'd never leave me,
Little did he know that I would be the one to leave him,
I didn't want to end my life with such a horrible sin,
I didn't want to kill myself,
I just wanted to stop the pain,
I'm sorry my love that you found me this way,
But I will see you again when it's your time, someday...

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