The Bell Tolls
When I hear the sonorous tones
My feet are drawn
To the churchyard begging to repent.
Me feet are frozen in place
My heart aches with a need
That cannot be fulfilled now or ever.
I’m so close to salvation
Yet, I will never find the relief
And I wish the past could be undone.
Learn from my mistake and and prosper.
Not everything can be undone.
Sometimes the bells will sound to no answer.
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