Smile with me just tonight.
Pretend that I'm your dear delight.
Remember all the things we'd do
when it was just me and you.
Here has come my final scene;
Think you still that I'm too green?
My time was short. We didn't know.
The time has come for me to go.
Let me imagine in my death,
I'll gasp it with my final breath:
I loved you more than you have guessed;
when you lied, I knew the rest.
By the way, I self-published some of my short stories on Amazon.
Go check them out: https://a.co/d/difutAJ
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