Peace To Come


Touch my heart and look inside,
See the pain my soul does hide.
Weeping has become part of me,
At night on my pillow I beg for sleep.
Terror rips through my dreams,
As tear stained cheeks, awake with screams.
Begging daily for peace to come,
Given only to the chosen ones.

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