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.
