Running, Part Joe
-How infinity turned out to be nonexistent...
When I was little
I used to sit under the sun...
Do not worry for death is not the enemy.
Death just makes life worth living...
Determined 'till death
To find her own way in life...
Sorrow, o my love,
take me into your arms...
He stands tall and bright
never yielding to defeat...
With death soaked eyes
and sleepless nights...
In a world where stories are told
words oozing from mouths and shaky hands spraying...
All things not possessed,
regardless the magnitude...
In my life I've noticed
There is always more than one path...
There was something about you,
that kept me thinking much...
Today I took off my mask.
Felt the sun...