THOUGHTS
As I gaze at the battle below,
The situation appears grim.
I will not last the next wave,
I guess its time to sound the retreat.
As the match draws to a close,
I call for time.
The team huddles together,
"Heart, Mind and Soul. I think its time to take the bench."
My eyes,
Why gaze so.
Vinegar for blood,
Flow through my veins.
If its for the best,
For your best,
I'll take the bullet.
O, happy dagger.
twistedshaft.
