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Like a moth to a flame she drew near, as my life approached the end of another year, I couldn't begin to feel, my heart which was encased in steel, for she tried hard to break her way through, but in the end she knew, I wanted to return back home, so I could face my past alone.

She begged me to stay, she told me that there was another way, but I knew I had to move on, I had to be strong, she was the love of my life, but I knew things weren't right, I had a past, that became my own mask, I hid away from things I could see, I knew I had to flee, so I could shed my own skin, so that I could begin, to create a new one, so that maybe I could see the sun.

That shines across the hillside, become my new guide, to the many adventures in my life, keep me company in the night, that'll stick by my side, make sure I'm alive. 

As I sat down by the river, I suddenly felt a shiver, as a moth flew down beside me, I began to feel a slight breeze, and my memories of her appeared, even though I thought they had disappeared, but then I knew, that she was always by my side, and so as the wind blew, I just sat there and cried, as I soon realised, that the love of my life, had just died, and I wasn't by her side.