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Payable Upon Death
Payable upon death
Chariots of fire
Adrift as my time expires
No pits of burning flames
No glory to be had
No one to remember my name
A life over filled
My cup spills with regret and pain
I strain to maintain
The thoughts of visions
Of sandcastles destroyed my natures wave
Destruction of man made riches
Money burn and coins rust
By the tears of lost
I am the Sheppard leading a flock into the wolfs den
Ringing the bell for dinner
Wolfs starved looking much thinner than before
Like shells left on the ground
No one cares to see
The battle that is within me
Pulling left then right
Pulled from the seams
Like a single string off a garment
You tug on it and it unravels
And what is left is my life in a spotlight
All eyes on me so it seems
The glares burn a hole in my soul
Like a flare
The burning is hot
Just another chapter of my life
Another trap or plot
Payable upon death
Only lint in my pockets
That’s all I got
Still as I die off slowly
I am in deaths debt.
Copyright ©
Honcho Mars
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