Death Shall Nay Be Here
Death shall nay be here again
With the spark of light diminishing
When comes time to cross the tide
I curse that which lingers still
With the spark of light diminishing
When evening falls, there will I hide
I curse that which lingers still
Fallen love sprang from despair
When evening falls, there will I hide
Refusing the work of devil’s pride
Fallen love sprang from despair
That was broken once, in twain
Refusing the work of devil’s pride
To clutch my heart in pain
That was broken once, in twain
The feelings posturing their ways
To clutch my heart in pain
When comes time to cross the tide
The feelings posturing their ways
Death shall nay be here again
Copyright © Virginia Mitchell | Year Posted 2010
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