The Fateful Hour

Final Farewell

The Fateful Hour


I fall to my knees before you with pain in your eyes, you speak to me
Whispers of numbing solace hushed from your crimson lips
I buried you watched you fall before me
Now your ghost haunts me and i long for your touch
I buried you what do you want from me?

Your ghost is more than a memory what could you want from me?
One day you will be mine as i venture into the shadowland
I see your beautiful visage take my hand and lead me away

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