Toying with Fire
Lying next to an old friend
Watching the morning horizon lights bend
This moment must be a Godsend
Such a question made to linger
Of why we are still alive
Laid to rest
So much time toyed with death
I'm glad to see you here still
To get your life's abundant fill
You shook my bones, rattled my soul
If you were gone where would you go?
A question only God would know
A concept still maturing as we know
Oh friend how I would have missed you so
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