Bones Glory
I run and run but i'm not going anywhere
I can feel the frosty breath of death in the air
the dead rumble in the ground and the trees shake in fear
and with each step the hands of the forgotten rise ever closer
it won't be long till they get me but I still run
why do I run you ask me I don't know I have forgotten
why I run why I am afraid but I run any way
because even though I have forgotten my body hasn't
and it know's deaths hold will be anything but kind
to someone like me.
Copyright © James White | Year Posted 2016
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