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~~