This is a space where I have a mid life crisis, write about my creative journey, and talk about songwriting and share bits of terrible poetry.

Taken

Written in

by

Promise me.

When they come for me,

And take me,

The car still running,

and I disappear without a trace.

You will remember me.

You will read my words,

and sing my songs,

so that I will live on

Free in your heart.

Forever.

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