"Yours"

The light of reason was born

An it came through the darkness

Of our solemn time.

Your black dress is finally worn.

So see the sea of new silhouettes

On the horizon line.

Your heart, inconscious, will be torn.

At the end, I'll take it in my hands

To give you mine...

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Heh... Nice one.) Your english is pretty damn good, actually...

Thanks