Pain is too true to fake

Pain is too true to fake,
Looking down on the world
Like the view from heaven
When souls ache
For memories gone
Forever wild night
Knocking at my window
Lost face peering
Through an empty dream
I see your eyes
A curl of hair
Waiting to roll away
The years of winter days
Until the flickering candlelight
Is dimmed, as night-time sorrows
Fall like diamonds in the morning sky
Singing to me softly
Drawing me towards to eternity.

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