Pause To Play
Incomplete inside my
life of lies. The crow
which bleeds in the
snow. Without one
black soul. You are
alive, spade your
grave. Where time has
no essence. Be afraid
by what is said. I will
die. We will die. I am
dead. Bloody moon at
the rise. I am
rejected. Sometimes,
the words whispered.
By old men of the
wise. Lessons are held
by the nothing. The
cards are all spades.
The joker was dealt.
What we loose in life.
Is the respect. When
the pain falls. Only
rainbows will color the
sky. Rain will display. I
am the man made
from clay. Pause to
play. Perfect.
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