132. Sibling Love

I will stay to the ends of the world with you
When you think of him
You know I'll be there and wrap round you like glue.
The stages of mourning
Are the most traverse feelings a person can gain.
So stop them tears pouring.

The stains on your coat won't hold my love back
And when you've had enough
I'll slip back into the void that is my own black.
You know that I am yours
And the world shall preserve us both.
The bond we have is that of sibling love.