Dead (dedicated to Sheila’s memory and my 13 year’s of life…circa 1976)

Dead, seems too many years,

Hopeless, heartless, loveless….of death I have no fears,



Rotton to the core,

Everwhere that Evil’s been,

I was there before…

Will my spirit rise?

Will I embrace the sun?

My love is lost to me now,

Our spirits were as one.


On some future,

I will find a place

To lay this broken spirit,

And leave the past behind.

I would never wish you,

This life that tears the mind apart,

Leaving you with nothing,

Except a broken heart.

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