Minute Of Sorrow written by Jecht Fair at Spillwords.com

Minute Of Sorrow

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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