Marc Broude
Before I Die
As I close my eyes, the life removed, falling, traveling to places untrodden, cold and icy I feel its flame, makes me live, no pain Is this heaven? Have I reached my grave? Seeds of thought planted Left alone, but one, in my world The one who guards my soul's warmth A blanket holding in my innocence A hope, a light, a prayer answered Embrace this warmth, one moment, before...
From Letras Mania