a man lost, a man torn.

Providence RI

Description

This is the last night I say good night, I might as well put you out of sight. Should I put it past you to place your self out of sight. On the highest shelf I placed you you glowing bright in the fires light. You were always out of my sight. Yet still I fight. Battered and Torn from battles adjourned. My heart is torn. My patience is worn tonight I'm gone for my patience is gone. Yet with a face so scorned. I'll leave no trace of my unforgiven pace towards a battle upon the dawn. Good night my beautiful fawn in this world so torn.