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I am my own Lilith

By Analiria

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Beside this tree I would continue to weep,

Beside this grave I would continue to grieve.

Besides the life that this world could give,

I choose to stay and refuse to leave.

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T’was in the past, not long ago,

That we promised each other: We will not let go.

That we will live a life full of happiness

And help each other when sad and oppressed.

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It is a shame however,

That until the end we had stood together.

Without that promise, I still believe,

You’ll be beside me and would continue to breathe.

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I still remember that night of dread.

It was of vivid detail; how could I forget?

I still hear the people cry, begging me to leave you die…

Asking me to save myself and leave the scene of the crime.

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‘Tis funny that until now,

I still hear people; They still cry out!

Now they ask me to forget my past,

To move on and live my life to its last.

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But I cannot, I know that!

I am my own Lilith.

To the end of my days will I stay in this place,

A book in my hand and my back on a myrtle…

Hoping my prayers would reach heaven above.