the sounds of essence©
Please don't grow tired of me
now that i'm down and out,
i need friends to be
in my world about.
I can't cheer you up anymore
like i used to do,
for i lost my comfort by the score
and my world went black and blue.
I'll drown in tears till my dying day
cause sweetest faron i can't touch,
the sweetest sound hopefully soon'll play
with the coo of the dove i need so much.
I'll be touched by an angel again
and my tears will no longer flow,
when i join him in heaven
i'm ready and waiting to go!
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Sally
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