I own nothing.

The poem:

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Why do I find it so very hard

To just let go and play my final card?

To finally release this dread

And jump to let me clear my head.

For whatever the reason it may be

This world has no more need for me.

For I no longer have my Light

To help me win my eternal fight.

Another day would be too much

Since I lost my support, my crutch.

He is no longer here to direct

Or claim his well-deserved respect.

He is my knight, who I will miss

I can never again look in to his eyes and feel that bliss.

Are you still watching me, Rem?

I don't mean to hurt you. This is for them.

And so for you, Light, I will fall

So I can join you above it all.