Am I Alone

</>i seek shelter to lovely songs
that can whisper to my soul
that days are but time to pass
before my body turns to carcass
i worry not promise of faith
just a way to ease my hate
when my tears meet my cheeks
i look up and think of better days
then i smile think of blade of grass
seeking grace from heavenly above
for those who are feeling pain i envy
cause i know it will stop any day
while i'm hoping i won't feel it
fear that comes with, i'm worried

by Manonton Dalan

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......beautiful, was nice to read a second time ★
SCENE I. London. QUEEN KATHARINE's apartments. Enter QUEEN KATHARINE and her Women, as at work QUEEN KATHARINE Take thy lute, wench: my soul grows sad with troubles; Sing, and disperse 'em, if thou canst: leave working. SONG Orpheus with his lute made trees, And the mountain tops that freeze, Bow themselves when he did sing: To his music plants and flowers Ever sprung; as sun and showers There had made a lasting spring. Every thing that heard him play, Even the billows of the sea, Hung their heads, and then lay by. In sweet music is such art, Killing care and grief of heart Fall asleep, or hearing, die.
this is from ''Henry VIII'', Act III, Scene 1
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