Your Poetry Dot Com - Never Forget

While sufferring I dig your tomb,
But you're away t'the Most Saint Lamb,
I need you, hear my scream, please!
And come again where our tree is.

While sufferring I found your grave,
To prove that I've been the most brave
Of all the heroes all around,
Whose shelter now's the holy ground.

While sufferring I pray to Lord,
To hear from him at least a word,
But when he talked t'me I was deaf,
I had to wait until my death.

While sufferring I gained my crown
Fighting 'gainst enemies n' fear,
Always rising after being down
Never forget! will you remember?

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