Foreboding
Breezes blow to and frolike waves of sorrow
for those you know.
Smiles are weeping forever creeping
with wind is reaping
tears the world is keeping.
Open wide sweet loving tide
from me please do not hide
for that I could not abide.
Feel the air of despair
touch the soul abiding there
heal so we can start to care.
Loss is real begin to feel
tender grace at my heel
compassion it does steal.
Cry in the dark seems so stark
passing through it leaves the mark
of compulsion taking on a lark.
.
Oh the sting it does bring
when you've lost the perfect thing
for whom the bell it does ring.
I beg you so please let us go
if you reap what you sow
soon it will be laid low.
In my sight I hold you tight
I have lost you this very night
farewell fore I know it's right.
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