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“It’s Only Suicide”
 
It’s coming hard
your near the
end
fire racing in
the sky
but you don’t
care
your quite prepared
it’s only suicide
if you die,
you make your
stand
get knocked around
forget to walk
away
you said some
words
got in a
fight
but made the
bastards pay,
F--- the odds
it’s only math
you can’t kill
what’s already
died
you twist the
throttle tighter
tomorrow screams
as it goes
by,
your life is
skidding sideways
feel the asphalt
tear against
your skin
your head’s messed
up
your vision blurred
a loser till
the end,
crank it up
drop it down
scrape out
another notch
gather all
that you can
find
before you
end up in
a box,
seconds fall
time drips away
a puddle
then a pool
you might be
living dangerously
but then that’s
nothing new,
climb a little
higher
ride that wave
learn to fly,
but you don’t
care
your quite prepared
it’s only suicide
if you die…
 
     Tom Allen…01-30-2019…