Burying the Dead

The skies are open after it wept for so long

And the wind started to sing its sad song

I hold the earth wet and chilly to the bone

I am waiting and watching here all alone

The parade of memories started to flash

My heart race and fear the pending crash

Suddenly your voice came into my head

And it struck me painfully for I am dead

You said that I should carry this weight

For the coming end, I would have to wait

As you release another rain in your eyes

You know what you hold is here that lies

I can’t cry nor can I reach your pretty face

All I have for now are your past embrace

Your mind is torn like your letter of regret

So you must let me go without a single fret

My name has been etched and cast in stone

I have to find my own way as I try to atone

I will stay here until the last autumn leaf falls

Until the lands are silent with crumbled walls

I will wait for you as I claim eternity in grief

For what we have before was blissfully brief

I will count the days and years that may pass

Until I can hold your hand once again at last

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