• The pain is uncontrollable,
    unbearable;
    We must grow strong,
    To defeat from within,
    Because, my love, I am with you
    Every step of the way,
    Even if your not with me;
    Your memory lingers on,
    In that note you wrote,
    Weather your love was sent to me
    Or my ememy.
    But girl, your son, he shall go on
    I will protect so he shall triumph;
    All will be well, and we shall be together in death.
    Even if, in death, your with him