The last farewell of you and me by ford_of_bruinen

When death will come, my brother,
Do not grieve me
She will not be
A stranger when she comes
She will come to me
A friend, a lover
And take me home
Where I was meant to be.

But you will go
Where I can never follow
Into the west
And there you will be at peace

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You will leave me here
Brother dearest.
To stand alone
In this emerging world
The hope I felt
Upon the wars ceasing
Has grown to dust
And dirt and hurt and grief

You stand before me calmly
Always smiling
And dig the dagger
Deep into my chest.
Should I rejoice now
In the path you chosen?
You say farewell
When life has just begun.

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