Valkaryie75
My arms fly up in a fluid motion, a great roar erupts from deep in my soul...
You see I stretch out to catch the sun and breathe in the universe...
God it feels so good to be alive...
I fell beneath the waves of the inner earth ...
Life was a transition from dark to ever darker ..
Until my eyes opened upon the hook
Finding my name not in that book
I laughed, I cried...
I'm not dead after all
His death went unrecorded,
As he fell in the back,
Amongst the dusty shoes,
Boots on they say
Is the way to go
A salesman
And his last blues...
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