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The End
Come to me quickly Enfold me in your dark wings For I have come to the end Life has no joy left to give Despair casts a shadow over the sun
If I could but cast off The chains that bind And rise like a free spirit Like that young girl I once was
Like a handful of sand Life's beauty can only Be kept in the memory But my memory also holds The hidden demons The pain of life The endless guilt Weighing me down, crushing me
Enfold me in your dark wings And carry me off unburdened Peace will be mine
by Carol |