a soft wind blowing from behind a willow
i soft sky of blue above our head
a day that most will remember fondly
of a calm spring day..
this day i remember only as sorrow and heart break
my Familly is nothing
my only ones that i care for miles away
with only the wind in my hair the helmet haphazorldly thrown to the side
i curse my self with my actions
speeding down a street
the limit was seventy on the high way
this is a gravel road
left all fear behind
Tonight i wish that the final wind would blow my car loose
to fall now would be good..
to finaly know what its like to be so low that no one can find you..
wind is the only basic...
the wind
the elements
a death on the gravel road that no one would know
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pretty deep
good job putting your feelings on paper, -
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thanks..
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