Filled with souls laden with the sins of their lives
I walk between the unlabeled mounds
Stopping only to offer a short prayer that their morrow may be brighter then today
The fog creeps in and I am left to wander in the dark
While I am not afraid
I need not stay longer then I have
Walking among ghost offers nothing but regret
And unlike the cold bodies in the ground
I surge with warm blood in my veins
Though the fog is dense I push my way through
When at last I see light
I glance back at the darkened path once more
I am sad to leave the memories,
But my time to move on has come
One last prayer is said for the souls I leave behind
May your morrow be brighter then today
May your path be ever changed
May you walk in the light of a brand new sun
May your memories ever live on
One last glance and one more step
My time to leave at last
The sun lights my new path
My skin is warm
And I’ve never felt so alive
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