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Until the Lord

To sit back and watch you cry
I would rather not live, but to die
Restricted back by thy mother
Stricken made by your brother
Sweep you up and hold you tight
And love you through life and night
Until the break of dawn appear
This shall reveal do not fear
I’ll always be your open shoulder
I’ll always be your loving holder
Until the day, we split apart 
And with the lord a beautiful start

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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