Final Farewell
My heart, a sack of pulsing blood
Has been showered by the tears that flood,
the floor
You left, without choice or chance to resist
For the reaper has bestowed a kiss
That will last for all eternity
Until that hour of judgement
When I see your face again
My heart shall cry out for you
When shall the reaper, bring me back to you
Copyright © Jacob Frey | Year Posted 2015
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