Tears
And as I wake I look for you
Look for your face through my tears of pain
To hear your voice to say my name
To hold you close and ease my pain
Oh how I wish that you were here
To see what was left this world of tears
Land and seas washed with pain
Then memory’s past rise again
You will not come
My dying flame
Copyright © Matt Doe | Year Posted 2009
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