When you wake and I am gone,
Know that I have sang my song,
A song so great, it needs no ears,
A song so great, no need of cheers.
I sang outside the halls of life,
A lonely sense of sacrifice,
This song is mine, it needs no beat,
Boastful songs, won't move my feet.
Frozen fate,
For those who stay,
With narrowed views and walls so grey.
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Author:
E Naughton (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 7th, 2022 05:18
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
Reminds me of my late best friend and those I have lost. Beautiful!
Aww thank you, that's so nice (-:
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