CRY TO HEAVEN II
Cry To Heaven II
Emptiness from a tragic loss create a void,
Deep within that can never be filled.
Tormenting pain laps at unhealded wounds,
For somewhere in the Night
A sleepless child cries out; "Mama"
Black and white dreams haunt our souls with her presence,
Is it really her sprits that comes to us as we sleep,
Or is it just our imagination,
And that we are merely troubled by her absence
Glistening tears streak down pale skeecks.
The twinke in our eyes is gone,
Our smiles have disapperse.
The wailing of our broken hearts
The shrieking of our shattered souls,
Will never be silenced,
The ache will always remain with us,
Hidden deep inside
For the rest of our lives.
She is just a voice in the wind now,
An angel in the skies.
Now her spirit is free to float through the clouds.
We will always miss her.
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