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A Black Veil Covers One Women's Face.
Shadowed Eyes Enhanced, By A Restless Sleep.
Adorned In Ebony, An Island Surrounded By A Weeping Sea.
But No Liquid Is Held In Her Eye;
For As Soon As The First Should Fall, Her Voice Would Crack.
Heels Push Nervously Into A Floor The Refuses To Sink.
Calling Out Words, So Unsuited For The Occasion.
Poster Unfailing, As She Performs Like A Stone.
A Statue Upon The Altar
Angelic Voice, Crying His Favorite Song.
Only When It Was She Who Performed, Nod Along.
Fingers Cutting Off Breaths, Repeating Swerves, Following Along.
Conducting His Soprano
With Her Eyes Closed Now, She Could Follow His Way.
In How His Hands Would Tell Her The Song.
Soprano's Responsibility To Stand Tall.
As A Beckon Of Strength ,Even If Her Knee’s Coaxed Her To Fall.
As She Bellowed The Last Verse, Soprano Glanced Towards The Coffin.
Think Of Her Grandfather, As He Would Be In Heaven.
“If God Is Kind, He Would Have Made Him Young.
Kept His Memory In Tact, So He Can Hear Me...
And Know I’m Singing His Song”