The Lover's Tale is a sad and realistic tale. It speaks that two lovers set sail and stayed out at sea. They sailed for weeks out on the vast and quiet Pacific. Then one day a storm broke out, throwing the lovers into an escape boat and off course. They had no food, clean water, or any fresh supplies. They thought they were going to die. They thought of each other and the past they had shared. The husband then broke into a song, whispering at first then sung in a deep bass voice.
Sing this song of serenading sooth.
Life may be over but at least it is with you.
Going to a peaceful place of true, and I'll be waiting for you.
Sing this song of serenading blue.
Let us sing of nature's happy tune.
Approaching a lovely place to rest, and I'll be waiting for you.
Sing this song of serenading peace.
Quietly drifting off to deep sleep.
God knows what's in store for thee, and I'll be waiting for you.
Sing this song of serenading bliss.
Over turn troubles that already exist.
Sleep is trying to overcome me, and I'll be waiting for you.
Sadly, the couple died before they reached land.
The Lover's Tale
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that is sooooooooooooo sad 
but it was also really good, have you ever thought of having a career in writing, i know you'll do well and i'll read every book/poem.
torn
but it was also really good, have you ever thought of having a career in writing, i know you'll do well and i'll read every book/poem.
torn
"Colony no heiwa no tame dattara, yorokonde shinigami ni naru ze!" - For the peace of the colonies, I will gladly become the God of Death." Duo
Man does not weave this web of life. He is merely a strand of it.
Whatever he does to the web, he does to himself."
-Chief Seattle (1786-1866)
"God will not look your over for medals,
degrees or diplomas, but for scars."
-Elbert Hubbard
Man does not weave this web of life. He is merely a strand of it.
Whatever he does to the web, he does to himself."
-Chief Seattle (1786-1866)
"God will not look your over for medals,
degrees or diplomas, but for scars."
-Elbert Hubbard