Run, My Heart!

Barren hills of sadness and pain
Skies of emptiness and rain
Amidst it all the sun hasn’t shone

So mourn, oh heart! Death came by your door
Ended the pain and crosses he bore
He is gone now, life’s not our own
We've lost, feels like, yet he has won.

So for now...
Just run, my heart!
No home for you here
Sing your sad song, cry your bitter tear
Gales of sorrow in this sea of horror
All around you, darkness and terror... but pray,
In the night, a moon will be born.

Alas, my heart, stop your cryin'
Soon, a flow’r will bloom in the rain.

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