A Time and a Place
There's a time when the world makes sense
In the shadows of your dreams
Where your nightmares play
And your demons stay
There's a place where the heart's alive
In the darkest corners of your mind
Where your lifes tragedy sits
Tearing your soul to bits
There's a way that your blood flows
In the widest of your arteries
When spilled from your arms
Ringing deaths alarms
There's a time and a place when blood must be shed
In a drowning, bloody, shower of red
To slay the horrors of which I've said
For this life to join the dead
Copyright © Sean Taylor | Year Posted 2022
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