inside marvin’s room

slowly decaying old man, lays peacefully on a bed near heaven

and enjoying the smiles of blinding lights of innocence.

lady of the setting sun, wrapped herself on vivid colors of laughter;

caress the time, caress the tears. it’s all beautiful memories

like they never wanted more from life.

 

from ” to woodshed “

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