Minute of Sorrow
written by: Jecht Fair
Cazeal of light,
We must turn and take flight.
Dreams now cling to our shadows,
Nipping at the strings of thine bow.
The time to weep – to mourn,
Must be set aside.
For if we are to succeed this night,
Abscond with me into hasty flight.
Loves tears stain the ground,
Scarring a heart seldom found.
A minute for sorrow has passed,
I promise of revenge so seldom asked,
dear old friend…
your tears are a dream that shall never end.
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