There comes a time,
When darkness will sadly shroud,
When one must be strong,
Strong enough to see that darkening cloud.
There comes a time,
When a rose will not be found,
When one must be strong,
Strong enough to hear that heartbreaking sound.
There comes a time,
When sadness will overcome cheer,
When one must be strong,
Strong enough to taste that painstaking tear.
There comes a time,
When cities will crumble, spent,
When one must be strong,
Strong enough to smell that enflaming scent.
There comes a time,
When evil will start your death,
When one must be strong,
Strong enough to feel that life-ending breath.
Oct 16, 2012
Oct 16, 2012 at 6:53 AM UTC
There comes a time,
When darkness will sadly shroud,
When one must be strong,
Strong enough to see that darkening cloud.
There comes a time,
When a rose will not be found,
When one must be strong,
Strong enough to hear that heartbreaking sound.
There comes a time,
When sadness will overcome cheer,
When one must be strong,
Strong enough to taste that painstaking tear.
There comes a time,
When cities will crumble, spent,
When one must be strong,
Strong enough to smell that enflaming scent.
There comes a time,
When evil will start your death,
When one must be strong,
Strong enough to feel that life-ending breath.
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