In Mourning At Night

I’m a slave to your grave
I weep as I wallow
In tune with the rain
And all the salt I swallow
I can’t come to terms with death
my heart is hollow
I still hear your footsteps
In shadows that I follow
Patiently I wait
In the hands of sorrow
Hopeful that you’ll rise
Full of life tomorrow

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