I have searched for meaning in times of strength
And reasoning in times of self-pity
I have reached out for divine insurance
I have given up pride and time, just to wrestle with logic
Only to surface the same
If meaning and purpose must be satisfied
If reason must be known
Then mine was to feel your love burn in my chest
To know I was untraded
To leave behind the best of me, and in the end
to die in your arms, unafraid
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