Sparkle

She is my only sparkle,

my reason to survive...

If someone would ever take her,

I'd surely take their life.

Now they strap me to the chair,

preparing to take mine.

I have peace with that,

So I guess it's all fine.

They ask me my last words,

before that I shall die.

I look them in the eyes,

And this is my reply:

"They took my sparkle,

my reason to survive...

My only happiness,

And the love of my life..."

"I guess that just broke me,

and I picked up a knife,

Tracked the bastards down,

And ended all their lives!"

I never regretted it,

or ever wondered why.

But is this really the end?

Or will we reunite?

Now I'm sitting in the chair,

and I say my last goodbye,

Got nothing left to live for,

And am ready to ...

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