Chain of Limit

Who is this who has chanced to grace me now?
One who seems most casual to the unfamiliar eye,
But time has eroded that away to reveal more.
And I can't help but fill with pride as I watch her light
     burst through.
Who is it that dwells in there?
Who is it that says she loves me?
                ~
My heart is draining me ghostly white,
It overloads from the emotional flood,
Eye-watering energy that won't be cast aside. . .
Do I love her, too?
What is the limit of my sacrifice?
                ~
I fear.
I fear what I shall eventually lose.
The Death draws nearer, soon to be upon me and swallow me
Into a void,
Once again.
                ~
I ponder the clock.

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