Before Creation
Lost, the love of two.
In the mind, nothing but true.
Was it in the shaking hand?
Gold engraved, his promise band.
Away, away, away.
Away, away, away.
Lost, the spirit whole.
In his eyes, a loving soul.
In my mind, a haunting fright.
In himself, a loss of light.
Away, away, away.
Away, away, away.
Copyright © Eponine Seccafico | Year Posted 2021
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