Sorrow
I will speak of sorrow
and long ago love
they come hand in hand
you cannot have one with out the other
I will tell you about the dark times
with endless rooms
You hold destiny in your hands
let it flow.
I will speak of life
and death together they come hand in hand
Copyright © Elisabeth Harrison | Year Posted 2008
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