The Talisman Ride
The Talisman Ride
The Talisman rides by my side
My life is over there’s nowhere I can hide
The lone crow does a fly by as we ride
A dead manatee has washed on beachside
Only moments until I’m not alive
His sharp knife is pressed with the blunt part in my hide
How did I get here, what rules did I not abide
I want live to continue, I cannot lie
What did I do wrong what was my crime
All I did was to enjoy my life
Why was his madness generated when I smiled
Now it’s time for my live to subside
With my blood draining I’m barely alive
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