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E’er I walk upon this withered land
Of dying trees and falling leaves,
Of oceans ever washing white sand,
Of fading clouds and memories.
Ne’er shall I see again
The friends lost to mortality,
The lives I saw last to end,
Lives of ones lost to fatality.
E’er on this forsaken shore
I will always be watching the tide.
As time goes on evermore,
The curse of immortality I try to hide.
Ne’er will my appearance change.
An ancient soul in an ever young body.
Long hair forever brown, un-aged.
Brown-green eyes forever shining.
E’er in this cold-hearted world
I’ll be trapped within the past,
Watching everything fade,
Wishing it all could last.
Ne’er shall I look again
Upon those I once held dear.
For unlike mortals who finally end,
I shall not die, trapped forever hear.
E’er will my heart break
As everyone around me dies.
I’m still alive in Armageddon's wake,
While on my knees, tears cloud my eyes.
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