My cheek with hand you pressed
As rain poured slowly down
Others saftey you did stress
I quieted you with a sound
You realized what came next
My cheek still in your hand
I told you truthfully yes
No, I could not stand
Together we cried in stress
And kissed one final time
My cheek with hand you pressed
As if a fatal sign
Then while I breathed in pain
The last sign of distress
You held me to the last
While my cheek with hand you pressed
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