In Time

Byepolarbear

Many arrows pierce my chest
I feel the pain from your death
too young for you
to sing your last song
but I sing on,

Only
my songs are screams,

Yet in time
I'll set aside a song,
to sing for you in dreams.

 

 

  • Author: Byepolarbear (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 9th, 2017 19:00
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Augustus

    I believe that it hurts more than an arrow to the chest. At least that heals. It helps to write about it. Hugs. Well done.

  • Goldfinch60

    Superb write, so much meaning and emotion in these words.

  • Tony36

    Great write



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