Paradise Lost (Edit)

Oh paradise, my sweet paradise The paradigm is set or so I am told Not your given name, But the one that I gave you when We found our eden we would never grow old Farewell happy fields, the joy of which I must now leave The sweet recess of memory I'll cherish for so long Must I leave thee? "It was never going to be easy" You said to me sweetly as I left my only home Paradise lost Unfashionable sacrifice, departing was the most painful thing I have often haunted the halls of our memories in an effort to see what Facsimile of what we had I could build up in my mind but I can't forget the cost My voice began quivering and my words came out meek and soft Our sweet recess and only consolation left Accustomed to immortal fruits I found myself bereft To live in these wild woods forlorn it was an early death I clung onto you waiting for the end with bated breath Cause I was a kid And I am still a kid A child asking "do you still believe in me?" Must I thus leave thee, paradise? Thus leave thee native soil These happy walks and shades Fit haunt of Gods where I had hoped to spend Quiet though sad the respite of that day That must be mortal to us both Oh flowers that will never in other climate grow My early visitation and my last