when the ride is second nature
For the obstacles before you
Lie in ambush, life takers
There's nothing you can do
But dust down, regain the reins
And steel yourself to start anew
If life's pumping through your veins
Otherwise, meet sweet release
For you've done and seen it all
To a living man, the final defeat
It may take a fatal fall
To end the painful cycle
The last mistake to pump the breaks
The reaper takes what's rightful
And makes what is, simply late
- Author: Drewseph (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 20th, 2023 08:55
- Category: Unclassified
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