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Burial Shroud
What’s going to happen,
And how will it feel?
All of a sudden it seems so real.
A fear takes hold
I’m shrouded in dirt
Here lies my body,
But where is my soul?
There’s no one here,
I feel so cold
There's no one here,
I feel so cold
What matters now,
While I'm here?
As the darkness surrounds,
only one thing's clear.
I'm getting old
My possessions are few
What little I have
Will die with me too.
And so will you,
My darling blue
And so will you,
My darling blue
2/23/16
©Tanzen Lilly
And how will it feel?
All of a sudden it seems so real.
A fear takes hold
I’m shrouded in dirt
Here lies my body,
But where is my soul?
There’s no one here,
I feel so cold
There's no one here,
I feel so cold
What matters now,
While I'm here?
As the darkness surrounds,
only one thing's clear.
I'm getting old
My possessions are few
What little I have
Will die with me too.
And so will you,
My darling blue
And so will you,
My darling blue
2/23/16
©Tanzen Lilly
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