Caricamento in corso...

a death to die for

beyond the cliffs and the whistling wind
and the sea spray and the salty air,
beyond the dark clouds and their pencil etching
and the rain that mingles with tears,
beyond the corners of a town growing
and the jobless droves that aimless roam,
beyond the reach of stomach churning
and the bedtime read of addictions tome,
 
beyond the crease of insanity’s clutch
and the drip from sweats abstract craze,
beyond the fall of a grace unworthy
and the hole that calls from soils maze,
beyond the faces that have taken too much
and the rows of empty shells they lure,
beyond the tilt to the bottles dry end
lies a heroes prize, a death to die for,

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