Let Go
hense the mystery of what gathered we have gone
imply in this mystical cyle that choosen thrive
stings indent its horrible fluid mixing, blending
our tears crawl below our face in a universal rainfall
each spec connect a happiness we have so for lost
we realize what has become
in our natural hearts
let go to what we know
let go to what we cry
let go to how we are
let go to how we die
we all known the withering can't complex memories
for our ghosts inside each weep they love us alone
letting go to what we hold dearest
freedom for our loved deceased
now our golden paths brighter than any star
and our hope filled with raptured sympathy..we never forget
let go to what we know
let go to what we cry
let go to how we are
let go to how we died
let them fly let them all rest
let them all fly to an eternal bliss
Copyright © Zammy Ickler | Year Posted 2017
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