Tainted Truths or Loving Lies

The second to breathe.
Left to grind away in the rebellious storm.

Pinned against one self in the realm of she.

A heroic save reminds most to flee.

Their well always be the less that dwell in a captains mind.

Extending my flexibility just as we bend time.

No success for the good guys have died.

Only pain for the hero has but a second to breathe.

For I only have a second to breathe, I will not dwell in memory I shall

bathe myself in her clothes to be...Please tell my Sister....It was but a second I need...

(Second starts) I love...(Second ends)


Davis~~

Don't you just love how the ominous Blue invades the sky, Changing ever so vastly into the sun's fire red which is the burning sensation I feel for life...
This year hasn't pushed forward to much on my life...
But being able to look back at it is something I value very much. It gives me a sense of 
completion.
Passing by everyone I realize their is a most grand beauty in some, tis how we accept in such a life... I have witnessed less of what I wanted this year.. But hopefully next year will bring more joys then this... as I close... The ominous blue is no more, fading into the template as I must, since someone brighter is coming to replace me...

Another day another memory.
Davis