Lost Soul - Poem by Anna Andrews
After light, there’s dark,
After dark, there’s death,
After death, there’s life,
For a soul to walk the night.
He shall walk the night, or a day,
Whatever he may choose,
He shall walk the earth to find his lost,
To heal the heart that bruise.
If the love he may never find,
Then may he walk a thousand miles,
As the heart will never heal again,
And the eternal tear will fall,
And dropp into a thousand styles.
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