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Untitled
November 2, 2010
My heart is cast with icy bands
My soul with colder chain,
Held captive by a frozen grasp
Until we meet again
Your eyes once burned in fiery light
Your soul burned brighter still
A passion that man’s ne’er known
Now from this world is gone
Your music could make angels weep
With the beauty of the sound
Now the angels weep no more
You play for them alone
I am held in a frozen grasp
Cause from this world you’re gone
The thought of music makes me weep
Cause I am here alone
© Dan Z., Marblehead, MA
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