Bancroft Boreland Poems

When eternity ends
And the sun is cold
What happens to our bodies our souls?
When eternity ends
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I can’t help wondering if the creator truly has a purpose
For creating life, for creating us
What or who created the creator who created us?
This is a question few of us dare to ask
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Infinite are the things I desire
But little are the things I have
Sitting in this immense classroom called Earth
I listen to my teacher, Life, teach
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I would sleep forever
If I could dream only of you
I am held captive by your love
But I wish I’ll never be free
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I look on from the other side
And envy you for your chance at life
Love smiles seductively at me
But it’s a smile-less smile
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On that day
When my heart no longer beats
Sing me love songs in my eternal sleep
On that day
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Before we part
Write your name across my heart
I never thought there’d be a moment like this
Give me just one more tender kiss
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Another day searching for reason
Another day thinking of life’s meaning
Another day to enjoy breathing
Just another day to count my sorrows
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You said you needed me, you said you cared
I thought your intentions were good
I guess I misunderstood
To make you happy was my only aim
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They may take my mind
But I’ll still be dreaming of you
Death may take my body
But my heart, my soul belongs to you
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