I will not leave you of my own accord
hand of God or clutching grasping fingers of demon death
or plain old one wrong move too many
will have to claim me and extinguish this sojourn
before I betray the vow we exchanged
(oh lovers alone in their love) much tempted and put upon
I will have to be taken from this world
before I sully our connection in the next....
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