Tuesday, 21 June 2011


I've run from the reaper and become more than my sum
left shadows on the sun connected infinite seats to bums
put gallows in my lungs where every guilty breath gets hung
Run from the reaper I'm only twenty one. 
He can catch me when I'm done
not when there are so many songs unsung
so many wars yet- won and throw to the throne
I run from the reaper but i run too fast
onto my second lap he waves when i pass