Breaking Point

The day I die,

You be the last to cry.

One day I'll come for you,

I'll make sure our promise holds true.

When the stars above no longer grace the sky,

You'll find me alone, where memories lie.

For even after death, our promise shall hold,

The testament to love, enduring and bold.

Without you, there is no truth, no lie,

Away from you, life does not comply.

That day I'll end your sorrow,

Lend you all the happiness you can borrow.

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