Jayne Davies (5th October 1960 / Abercynon, Rhondda Cynon Taff)
In Fear Of The Devil
Whatever I may wonder,
Your never far behind,
When cancer rears it's ugly head,
It nestles in the mind.
To hear the words all clear,
Is a blessing that is true,
But the evil of the Devil,
Well it leaves its mark on you.
For fear lies in the shadows,
True fear in every way,
It's hard to shake off the feeling,
You may return one day,
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