- The Last Outpost
We took shelter in each others arms,
She had been told
She would die,
And so we built a fence, a fortress
To cuddle ourselves in safety
To spend whatever days were left
In the safety of each others arms,
Close out the world!
And it would make it all easier
Or would it?
If the world doesn’t get in
Then it can’t hurt us
We pretended and played
And pushed such thoughts as,
Into the deepest parts of our reality,
Death was not real
Life! Was, Life and good people win
We can’t at loose.
I like to feel my love won
That the comfort of those dreams we made
Those moments of lost reality
Made her finale years softer,
As for me?
I need a new reality.
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