Truth is you do not know me
I have even witnessed evil flee
Just know what is in store
Whether alive or dead as a door
What you do with love matters
Instead you leave behind what shatters

I would rather you heard the truth
Than slip away like a lost tooth
Take heart if you are kind
Necessary traits for all to find
The gift of giving for love’s sake
Is a cherished memory I will take
To my grave and survive

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