The Burial
Hair like woven air
Beauty beyond compare
Amazing grace melts my ears
Eyes drowning in tears
Soul in rapture, Joy i capture
Morning dew, something new
Blood cascades from every pew
Beads of sweat, a last breath
Gone for now, not forever
Until my celestial calling
I will keep brawling
Fighting for my belief
Praying for my day of relief
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