Time To Die

Time To Die

She’s reckless and fearless… She’s more than dangerous

She sirens blaring… She’s blue lights flashing

She’s too damn fast… She’s a bad road rash

She’s a long court case… She’s a gun in your face

She’s got perfect lips… I want to kiss

But my lips whisper this… Instead of kiss

Should I close my eyes… I think it’s time to die

She’s a wheelchair ride… She’s a big black eye

She’s a week in jail… She’s a trip through hell

She’s shattered glass… She’s a pain in my ass

She’s got perfect lips… I want to kiss

But my lips whisper this instead of kiss

Should I close my eyes… I think it’s time to die

She’s willing to try… Any kind of high

She doesn’t need love… Adrenaline is enough

I know if I show fear… She’ll be out of here She’s reckless and fearless… She’s more than dangerous









A Body Fordged In Hell –
Texas Style Songwriter And Storyteller Poetry.
© Paul H. Keeler… A Cosmic Cowboy





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