Loudly the music plays
As he heads down the road...
An athlete from down under
May not have heard the thunder...
"Is this seat taken?"
The first words you ever spoke to me...
A distant voice
enveloped in...
There is someone my age, your age,
who has pushed forward the date...
Widow Woman!
Dawn of sorrow's realisation...
We were in the Devil's Backbone Tavern
just outside Fischer, Texas, drinking...
I write this poem to describe the emotional pain...
Eternal bliss
Nurtures my dreams with the moon's glow...
I write these words,
As my last breath...
Theres a certain beauty to death
Yes, there's a certain beauty to dying...
Wars are sad,
Blood and sorrow everywhere...