Apr 2018
‘Tis not death that I fear
But it is being dead
An eternity spent
As the thoughts in my head
Or perhaps a fate worse
Than the end of my dread
Is my love for you’s echo
Forever unsaid
But it is being dead
An eternity spent
As the thoughts in my head
Or perhaps a fate worse
Than the end of my dread
Is my love for you’s echo
Forever unsaid
