All the grieving hearts desire,
A simple sense of peace
A place that they can dry their eyes
In the darkness of the night
All the grieving hearts desire,
A little time for silence
A shoulder to rest their head upon
In the time of dark regret
All the grieving hearts desire,
A moment just to breathe
A pair of lips to kiss their cheek
In the time of deep sorrow
All the grieving hearts desire,
Someone who can hold them
To take away the pain
When it becomes too much to bear
All the grieving hearts desire,
An escape from what they once were
Something to forget that loss
When you always find it there
What my grieving heart desires
Is a simple change of present
Something to remind me
I am not what I once had been.
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Long Live The War (Complete)
PoetryWar was never an option. Neither was death or pain. Silence wasn't alive. War was never an option. It was a requirement. Silence and death stood firmly by his side. And together they forged defeat. Long live the war. Long live the war. Long live the...
