Bitterly do
I say to thee
From death’s
door I cannot flee
For shadows
from the threshold beckon to me
Exacerbating
my fear and uncertainty
Death looms
It doesn’t
refrain
It’s impervious
to my misery
Pitiless to
my pain
Lord please
grant me reprieve
Just allow
me to believe
If only I
could start again
With
peaceful prosperity and never yen
With the
strength to endeavour
Living each
day with waxing fervour
A new path
to follow
One where I
can shine
If only this
life had been mine
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