Memories

Memories of him remain so perfectly engraved
Like letters on a head stone, my heart is like a lonely grave
I try to be strong and show the world I'm brave
But once I drift into his memory, darkness rules my days

God send a cool breeze to aid my souls burning
Tears feed the fire, when I realise he's never returning
It's been a great while, as an hour stands still
My days are turning lethal, my soul they will kill

I've cried oceans and rivers and yet no end in sight
My body lies in fear, it shivers on lonely cold nights
How many more cries, to this world, must I deliver
As I stare at the sad face that I always see in the mirror

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